A day of frantic
marking: every moment an opportunity to bring out the red pen and make marks
resulting in wholesale failure for my pupils!
Half the class have failed to reach the magic five out of ten which
indicates a pass. Ah well.
The days are slowly
slipping away and bringing us nearer to the week when the greater part of the
school will disappear on the trips leaving we stay-at-homes to the quiet
majesty of an empty school. Well, empty
as far as the secondary section of the school is concerned. The other sections of the school may or may
not be functional and we may or may not be required to do “something” in other
parts of the school to compensate for the fact that we are still in situ!
This has been a
hard week as (and I’m not alone here among my colleagues) we are all looking the
worse for wear and are all, without exception, tired. I at least can look forward to a less
stressful week, though our school has a Puritanically vindictive system which
wants no one to escape for any misery going: what’s discomfort for one must be
discomfort for all!
At least I have an
art gallery to visit this weekend and a new book to read as well.
A day to go and an
early finish.
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