The great landmark of the first day of the academic year has been passed. Fairly bloodlessly, happily. Not without a tiny bit of vomit, though. There this boy was, quite merrily chatting to his friend and copying down exercise book rules, he suddenly clamped both his hands over his mouth and proceeded to explode. All over my brand new classroom. No cause as yet determined. Call in House.
Other than that, I quite enjoyed today. The elevens had interesting things to do - the Trojan War and immortality - and the younger ones are all cute and co-operative. Doubt the honeyed haze will last for long.
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hah- i would have been sick myself. glad you survived- didnt know you were a teacher- thats sweet. ...and glad you saw my point on my last entry. it took some sweat, that one. (i knew it would though.)
hope you have a good day-
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