So long summer….

Well I went quiet for a few weeks on account of it being the summer holidays. We managed a second camping trip to Pinecones campsite this time with the doggies in tow. It was fantastic! Really friendly, great park and dog friendly too. Their individual shower rooms were amazing with radio piped in day and night …. Made a 4am trip out of the sleeping bag a little more enjoyable. So yes we shall go back their.

The rest of the holiday has been spent catching up with friends and family. In the last few days I have decorated and organised my study as, alas, I’m back to work tomorrow. I love teaching but this year I already feel pressured to justify exam results where students didn’t put the work in despite our effects, didn’t attend extra revision sessions despite our efforts as ultimately the powers that be will want me to explain what I didn’t do to get that child the grade a computer program decided they should get. 

I’m also dreading the curriculum changes. This year sees 2 different GCSE being taught in my subject with the new one not really being given the teaching time needed (school decision not mine) and the 2nd year of the new A level being taught for the first time. Doing the long term plan for my dept is a nightmare and shows I can’t fit it in but I somehow have to! So the plan isn’t ready to publish.

Education has been my life for 16 years. I love seeing that light bulb moment or that kid who says they can’t go it getting the grade they worked so hard for. Unfortunately the last few years have turned into the most demoralising. I mark each classes homework every week, a level classes can take up to 3 hours per class and with 5 a level classes that’s a lot before you account for the 3 GCSE classes. I only work 4 days a week as I’m part time! Over the past few years we have been beaten up by the government for being lazy ….. Most of us aren’t, we give up unpaid lunches to do revision sessions, help kids or run clubs. Most of us work every evening (for me that included Sunday evening and during the day and evening of my day off). Powers that be tell us we should all mark in a certain way, pupil dialogue (I’ve you mark their work and wrote a question, they respond to it and you mark that as well as the next homework next time you take in books!). 

All in all teaching is not what is was and in a few years I will leave the profession as the stress is already taking its toll…. I truly love my job and that is being in the classroom helping kids to learn new things.

So tomorrow spare a thought for those hard working teaches who will be supporting future generations and who won’t get a break from working til next summer (yes we may not be in school during half term and holidays but I guarantee we are working at home trying to catch up). And on that note I’m off to read my work emails, goodnight y’all.

Hose pipe fun and camping

So boiling hot today! My classroom was stuffy by midday, thankfully I had no teaching this afternoon so I got the rare treat of picking the children up from school on a Monday. 1 came outer school complete with jumper on! Anyway a quick trip to the barbers means they look smart and the thick mop of varying shades of blonde hair, that was beginning to resemble straw, was swiftly cut to short neat styles more appropriate for the warm days (yes it will now probably snow next week because of that comment!). 

Anyway it’s madness here preparing for the pooches to go and stay with their aunt at the weekend whilst we got camping. We love camping. I use the Royal we here as I believe we do all enjoy it. I love the amount of fresh air, the ease of sleeping under canvas instead of a stuffy house when it’s warm. I love sitting outside with a breakfast coffee and brioche. I adore seeing my children run free, the limited distractions (we purposefully pick site with limited wifi) but mostly I love just being together. Being in one room to sleep makes me feel so close to my children, when I wake I look over and see them, if one wants a cuddle we are within an arms reach. I love the slower pace we have when camping. As with many working mums I spend my mornings frantically preparing lunches for me and hubby, filling eldest child’s pack lunch box with everything accept sandwiches, that’s dads job, ensuring breakfast is eaten by the children and pooches, drinking 2 cups of coffee and eating my breakfast (either eggs or bacon as I don’t do cereal and milk), getting children partially before walking the pooches and then getting children to breakfast club and all before 7.45am. That doesn’t include the days were washing can go on the line instead of the tumble drier. Evenings are no less hectic. Pick children up anywhere from4.30 to 5.30pm depending on who’s going to get there first, getting tea sorted which usually involves 2 variations to suit all, trying and squeeze in homework, shower time, reading time (always with us) and eventually sleep time. My evening then involves a few hours of marking after that whilst hubby washes up and chills. So for me camping is getting away from the manic life we lead. I love my life but I need this shut down time to realigned myself and to ground me again and to reconnect to my children and husband.

So camping we go at the weekend and I am more than ready for it. Fingers crossed the weather is kind.