Today is the last day before the kids go back to school.
Saturday some of the larger children celebrated by having a raucous party on the beach late into the night. We could see very little beyond the lights at the end of the pool but the howls of adolescent voices cut through the darkness. Let them, I thought, have their last moments of happiness because on Monday the day time will be reclaimed by those of us not in work and they will have too much homework to be able to go out in the nights!
This is the sort of September that every teacher works towards: when colleagues are doing the work and keeping the shops and streets free from apprentice people.
That’s what I call living!
Saturday some of the larger children celebrated by having a raucous party on the beach late into the night. We could see very little beyond the lights at the end of the pool but the howls of adolescent voices cut through the darkness. Let them, I thought, have their last moments of happiness because on Monday the day time will be reclaimed by those of us not in work and they will have too much homework to be able to go out in the nights!
This is the sort of September that every teacher works towards: when colleagues are doing the work and keeping the shops and streets free from apprentice people.
That’s what I call living!
And a whole world of photographs waiting to be taken!
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