The first day proper of my Primary School project, and quite apprehensive. I wonder if the kids will want me back, if the first session was a fluke and if they will all now turn into nightmares. Of course I had nothing to worry about as they were all lovely. We had some visitors from Malawi in the school who were visiting England to look at teaching methods. They gave a small presentation on conditions back home, and it seemed to strike a nerve with te kids. Whether it is because so many of them have suffered displacement or not I don't know, but I was impressed with the degree of concentration they showed. I am feeling rough again, which is really annoying, as the creativity seems to be at a peak at the moment. In the evening we had a meeting about the annual Summer School, which as ever, I get ridiculously excited about. Mrs Plug went to bed feeling ill, and that takes a lot for her to do that. I think that meltdown has happened, but manifested itself physically.
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