prologue 1: There are 3 year 6 classes at the school and last weekend i did discos for two of them - these were great fun and it was really brilliant to party with the children
prologue 2: I had gone to buy my lunch at Sainsburys and felt drawn to a deodorant display but i'm in a rush so just move on. When i arrive at the school and take my coat off i realise that i stink - really stink. I think maybe God was directing me to the deodorant and as is often the case, i missed the call. I imagine him up in heaven holding his nose and hope sincerely that none of the teachers notice...
Last night had been the school open day so all the classes are immaculately laid out with work on display. the first hour of the morning is the 'school safari' where each class tours around to see what everyone else has been up to in the year - its a good chance for the children to share with each other and me - though an awful lot of them seem more interested in looking out the window at other people's views!
Breaktime was fun - i played 40-40 with a bunch of boys. When the bell goes all the children have to stand absolutely still and silently where they are and line up when called. I used this opportunity to 'it' all the boys - their faces where mingle incredulous annoyance and frustation… points to me i think!
I've written a questionaire for teachers and children about this project and spent some time sorting those out before goint o find Yr6. They are preparing for the school play which is excellent, but they are not allowed to talk so theres not much space for me… i go to help with yr4 games.
One boy is sitting out because "my Dad dropped a knife on my knee" - i ask if i can look and he doesn't answer. I try to chat with him but i get one word responses or complete silence.
It later transpires that he has made the story up - he has also been writing swear words all over the score sheet - he is in BIG trouble!
I manage to catch him later in the day and say if he ever wants to chat i'm his friend - he goes a little embarrassed mumbles something and turns his back on me.
Lunchtime is spent chatting to some of my favourite Yr 6 girls. One of them shares their dream folder with me about her aspirations for the future - Living in the US (florida) having children (don't know how many) and including the line "i have all the resources i need to become the very best i can be" - its a brilliant folder. Another of them has decided to make the world a "huggier" place so i get a hug :-)
Eco club are having an all afternoon special pond dipping day. I go out to have a look at their finds. however the clouds start to roll in and i don't have a coat so i go in. Literally 30 seconds later, this happens:
Breaktime was fun - i played 40-40 with a bunch of boys. When the bell goes all the children have to stand absolutely still and silently where they are and line up when called. I used this opportunity to 'it' all the boys - their faces where mingle incredulous annoyance and frustation… points to me i think!
One boy is sitting out because "my Dad dropped a knife on my knee" - i ask if i can look and he doesn't answer. I try to chat with him but i get one word responses or complete silence.
It later transpires that he has made the story up - he has also been writing swear words all over the score sheet - he is in BIG trouble!
I manage to catch him later in the day and say if he ever wants to chat i'm his friend - he goes a little embarrassed mumbles something and turns his back on me.
Lunchtime is spent chatting to some of my favourite Yr 6 girls. One of them shares their dream folder with me about her aspirations for the future - Living in the US (florida) having children (don't know how many) and including the line "i have all the resources i need to become the very best i can be" - its a brilliant folder. Another of them has decided to make the world a "huggier" place so i get a hug :-)
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