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Last Day

Well- here it is. Today is my last day at school. I have 25 minutes before my last 'ever' lesson. How weird is that?

How to reflect? Well I'm not sure that I know. Maybe things I'll miss; things I won't will work.

So: Things I will miss
Young people- I just love them, they have so much life and potential.
The staff- the friendliest and funniest.
Being so close to home- always helpful if you're a bit forgetful.
Watching young people grasp something for the first time.
Seeing some of the crazy stuff they do.

Things I won't miss
Bells- rrrrrrrinnggggggggg aaaarrrggghhh!
Lesson planning
Report writing/ data doing
Year ten RE (nothing personal folks)
That fear every time it snows that I'm going to die!
Young people failing to grasp something.

Lea Manor- its been fun, lets do it agin sometime!

Comments

Steveybabe said…
Hey Jude!
Wow, just stumbled across your blog, as you do in this internet crazed world, and its BEEN AGES since I've said hi!

I hope the last lesson wasn't too difficult and that the future holds much promise.

We must do that coffee thing sometime...

Steve
11:31 am
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