Ofsted coming and going was a bit a bittersweet really.
As all the staff sat in the staffroom and the head went over things I sat and felt a little distanced from it all. I can’t believe that I’ve only been there since September. It feels like much longer and I feel now that I’m finally getting around to properly settling in and getting to a place that I’m happy with (ever the self-critic, of course). So I’m definitely disappointed that I only have three weeks left. I really like the class I’m teaching and I get on well with the other teachers and like to think that the other Year 4 teacher and I are able to work together well.
Thing is, I felt like this when I left Grosvenor Road. I don’t have any issues forming new relationships with people. So, it’s a case of moving on…
(Got a text today too. When mum was here I saw a teacher I’d worked with in a school at the tram stop. So in the spirit of thinking of what I would have done in the past and then doing the complete opposite I went and said hello. She just text me to ask if I was interested in doing some supply at the school she works out – it would be either 2 or 3 days a week but that’s ok! Be the change…)
November 20, 2011