Today I’ve taken a day out - I had a pyjama day. I’ve worked so hard this week, not been feeling well and have an incredibly busy week to come AND I’ll lose an hour of sleep into the bargain. I did no shopping, cleaning or laundry - my usual Saturday activity list. The sun outside looked absolutely gorgeous and I would love to have gone out for walk, but energy levels and the fact of still being in my pyjamas counted strongly in favour of spectator rather than experiential involvement.
So instead I’ve spent some of today looking at stuff on the internet that I’ve not had time for recently: LTS Stuff, Glow stuff, ACE stuff, and briefly some other non-teaching stuff. I’ve also written a few profiles (7 actually) for parents’ consultations next week and thought about some things in relation to the 2 shows we’re putting on next week. I’ve registered with delicious (can’t remember where the dots go) after seeing Andrew Brown’s great quicktorial on bookmarks (thanks Andrew) and also got myself a netvibes page. All that in between coughing my lungs up.
I’m struck by the contrast between the meta stuff I’ve been taking in and the bread and butter stuff like “Jamie’s dyslexia is not an excuse for him to spend his time staring into space unless an adult tells him not to.” (My notes, not a document for the parent, though I may actually write something similar on his PLP (spit))
I want to have time to consider the former, the meta stuff, the thinking about the how and why of what I’m doing, but next week consists of
Monday Final rehearsals for 2 shows and Parents consulations
Tuesday Dress rehearsal of Hoodwinked and parents consultations.
Wednesday Dress rehearsal of Rainbow Spectacular and evening performance of Hoodwinked
Thursday Viking Day in my class and evening performance of Rainbow Spectacular
Friday End of term service including consideration of the reluctant departure of our esteemed Head for pastures new, so a special song to be written, not to mention severe emotional trauma.
Such is the life of the practising teacher at the end of a busy term. A bit different from the calm virtual world of my surfing today. Did somebody mention the need for a corkscrew?