Then there was me…

The holidays, for once seem to have flown past and the house is less chaotic, slightly tidier and a lot quieter. It was strange dropping them off today, smart, with hair done but yet, true to form Hpops had managed to leave her pencil case behind having taken it out to put something in and then rushing out the door! Imp, slightly nervous and looking very small in the playground enters his junior years, but soon found a friend to chat to. As I have made my way home and carried out the housework unimpeded and in half the time it has taken over the last few weeks I have thought about them, hoping their days are going well and that they are enjoying their day with their new teachers.

 

This year as well for a change the weather was fabulous for the holidays, at the beginning of them each child made a list of the places they would like to visit or the activities they would like to participate in and this helped shape our action plan. Visits were made to Frinton, Legoland and Chessington World of Adventures. We have been to London several times so Imp could walk along Pudding Lane and go up the steps of the Monument as his imagination had been captured after learning about the Great Fire of London. We saw great theatre shows; Wicked, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Stomp as well as attending a prom at the Royal Albert Hall aimed at children and getting to meet Tony Ross afterwards. There were the usual squabbles, he said, she said, kicking balls over the fence and a few rainy days, not to mention the more boring tidy ups, clean outs and school shopping trips but all in all this holiday I felt the best able to cope. The kids now seem more compliant, slightly less likely to disappear and more likely to be interested in what is going on around them. They have enjoyed the days out as well as the more simple trips just riding their bikes around and playing with their friends.

This year we stayed in the UK for our holiday and spent five lovely days in the New Forest. We cycled, trekked, canoed and hiked. The kids got to learn about cars, hold non-stinging (yes they exist!) jellyfish and see wild animals in a natural habitat and they loved it. They fished in rock pools, unsuccessfully, ate too much junk and got to do their first coastal cliff walk, although Imp and Pixie had to be held at all times – no telling with those two then they will decide to do something daft! So all in all when school finally rolled around today it was with a mixture of pride and sadness that I wished them a good day, one of those bittersweet moments of parenthood when they see one of their friends and rush off without a care, having been holding your hands nervously just a few moments before.

I have started a new adventure as well, teaching two days a week and aiming to write a couple of days a week with a bit of study and family admin in between! The story I have been writing for the kids is almost completed in first draft and the sequel to Tumbling Through is roughed out and ready for work! I am slightly nervous about teaching on my own but have prepared and I am sure once I get there and start talking it will all be OK! One of the things that the children did love was going into school with me a couple of times whilst I was preparing, a few of the other staff were about but the playground was deserted!  As we all make a new start this September I look forward to the future, but can’t help feeling a little sad that the kids are growing up so fast, roll on next summer for more timetable free adventures, for now we are on school time!

Heatwaves, thunderstorms and royal baby

It can’t have failed to come to the attention of anyone above ground that the last couple of weeks have been exceptionally hot. It seems that in this country we take great delight in cataloguing all the different weather we are experiencing and discussing it at a national and even international level! From the first flakes of snow paralysing the transport system to the first rays of  the sun causing a rush on bottled water as we all forget we can get it out of the tap! Then there are the inevitable thunderstorms that follow the heat, although here it seems more humid after the storms than it did before they started! I was quite disappointed not to be abel to watch the storm but the arrival of a frightened five year old put paid to that but it was nice to listen to the rain! Thankfully the child who is the most scared by thunder managed to sleep through it somehow! The eldest didn’t want to come in but instead camped out on the stairs with her bedding and a book and then promptly fell asleep again about an hour before I needed to get her up for riding!

All the children were pleased that a royal baby has been born, it is exciting that a baby that will be king one day has been born and  I can understand why people are excited all around the world. Indeed I did feel happy and patriotic last night at the news and hope that the duchess isn’t in too much pain after the delivery as he was rather a big boy. Now the speculation about how and when they will leave the hospital, when official photographs will be issued and what his name will be has started in earnest. The news have filled hours with telling us over and over again what has happened and what might happen, but like us, they don’t know yet! In this age of instant news I was pleased that the couple were able to keep the news that the baby was here to themselves for a few hours. Having said that the children are guessing the name Imp thinks he will be called Henry because then that will make 9 and apparently that is a world record, Pixie thinks he will be called Jack and Hpops has yet to comment. Pixie is keen to meet him as her main ambition is to grow up to be a princess so who knows…

I worry for the poor child though growing up in the spotlight although William seems to have managed, I do hope that despite the furore concerning the family they will still have time to be themselves and enjoy the child growing up. I can only imagine how hard it must be for Kate having given birth just yesterday to appear on the steps of the hospital with her precious new arrival and ‘show him off’ to the media and public. For any new parents it is a time when they want to be surrounded by their own loved ones, get to know their baby and bond as a family. You often feel like you’ve been hit by a bus having just given birth, having done it three times all I wanted to do was shuffle down the corridor and into the car, shuffle into the house and recover slowly and in private! I was lucky to get anything remotely sensibly fitting on so to have to face the media would not be top of my list of things to do 24 hours after giving birth. Yes be excited, wave flags, fire a gun to salute and visit the special golden easel but remember that at the heart of the excitement is a family and we need to be careful not to overwhelm them with out desire to know what is going on with the baby. Being a parent for the first time is difficult enough without everyone wondering when the prince will walk, when he will have his first solids and whether his first will be Mum or Your Majesty!

I hadn’t really thought about what it felt like to be patriotic until recently. The wedding and the Olympics as well as the birth have all made me pleased to live in Britain. As a country we do have a number of problems but having looked at other places there doesn’t seem to be anywhere on the Earth that is ‘perfect’, or at least not for long. I have heard people saying we should abolish the Royals but imagine if we did what we’d lose, not just the excitement of weddings, births and pomp and circumstance but the years of tradition, the tourist lure. So many buildings and gardens and feelings of good will exist and if there was one person many of us would like to see up close it would be a member of the royal family. They are our figureheads and we should feel proud of the positive image they present to the world! At the moment the country seems to be on the up, the cricket team are 2-0 in the Ashes, Andy Murray won Wimbledon and Froome won the Tour de France! Now if we could just get over the heat and thunderstorms and have a nice steady 20-24 degrees everything would be perfect  -for a while!

Summer holidays already!

I cannot believe May and June have slipped by already! Since then I have managed to get a job for a term starting in September and do a fair bit of writing and juggle the children. The last two weeks of term in particular seemed to be spent almost entirely at school. Imp has turned seven and had a sports party which has to be one of the easiest we have ever arranged as the centre did the party, the meal and wore them all out, all we did was the cake and the bags. Hpops is rapidly approaching nine and I am stumped what to get her, we have ruled out a mobile phone and a TV, she had an ipod touch and laptop and so many books she has a queue! Lego is always a good option but she has a fair amount already and after spending lots of time this week going through books, clothes and toys I am reluctant to amass even more, so if anyone knows brilliant presents for a nearly nine year old do let me know. We have booked to take her to the Warner Studio tour, and I have bought her a pretty dress (thanks to the sales!) but need some bits and bobs.

We have been of late lucky with the weather and so as the holidays are now upon us we are taking day trips as and when the weather allows us. it was with some trepidation that I booked tickets for Legoland for the first week of the holiday. However we had a lovely visit and would recommend it. I have also done that horrible job of sorting out the uniform for September in the main and just have the labelling to do, that way it can all be hung up and forgotten about until then. I may still have to run the shoe shop gauntlet but not until nearer the end of the holidays. It stuck me though as Hpops tried on a black skirt and Imp his new shorts and blazer how grown up they have become, time seems to be simply slipping by so quickly.

The last couple of weeks have been fairly emotional, Imp said goodbye to his infant school in readiness for the junior and even though the buildings are on the same site and the school is becoming a primary joined up school the interactions will be less and the uniform changes and expectations go up as does the level of homework. Clubs have all been arranged for next year so my own schedule is taking shape, Monday and Friday at work with all children doing a club and tuesday-thursday lots of writing and supply work! Imp is keen to take up fencing and whilst I am not sure it is a good idea to arm him with an epee we have taken the plunge and signed him up, Pixie is beginning Spanish, again maybe not a good idea as the Imp and Pixie may be able to converse in a language Mr T and I have no knowledge of and therefore plan even more mischief than they do already!

In terms of school they have all had an outstanding year, Imp achieved a level 3 in all subjects for his end of Key Stage 1 and Hpops  is still keeping up with the work. Apparently they are all well-behaved, sunny and polite at school, I am hoping to see more of these qualities at home rather than the arguing, fighting and whinging I usually get.

It strikes me as well how their eating habit change at holiday time. During term time they have three meals, a fruit snack at school and a small snack when they are picked up from school. Once they are  home they seem to want to eat all the time, true they do spend a fair amount of time playing outside so may need more fuel but even so- the amount they can eat is more than me sometimes! Whilst the holidays provide a challenge in terms of entertainment and activities the new term will herald new challenges for us all. I will be working on contract so will have to ensure I am planning lessons, marking and writing reports! Hpops will have to deal with being in the same building as Imp again and Pixie will have to cope with not having her big brother about. Life could get very interesting.

Life lesson #37 Remote control + water = tears

You can tell it is the Easter holidays when we’ve done battle with Lakeside shopping centre, have cable ties from toys all over the place and the sound of whinging is replaced with inventive play with the newest additions to the toy cupboard! That happened on Monday when we, perhaps, ill advisedly battled the Bank holiday traffic to go to the shops to finally allow the children to spend the vouchers they had received at Christmas. The girls settled for dolls and build a bears, Imp on the other hand chose a remote controlled Sebastian Vettel remote control vehicle! We were a little unsure about him having it as he doesn’t have a wonderful record with them as my skirting boards can attest!

Once home it was out of the box, batteries inserted and whizzing around the place crashing into toes and any other debris that happened to be lying about! It was going so well, we only had to take it away once, due to the fact that he had rammed it into something and smashed one of the wing mirrors off! ‘It’s OK,’ he said, ‘He can still see out of the other one!’

I didn’t really suspect anything was up until Tuesday afternoon when  I was informed by Hpops that the car was no longer working. this needed a little investigation. I suggested that perhaps the non-stop use had worn out the batteries the car had been supplied with. This seemed a good idea until Imp said;

‘The tyres might still be wet.’ I of course asked why and was informed that in his wisdom and desire to keep the car looking sleep Imp had decided to wash his new car. Of course the car had not taken too kindly to this as it transpired that it had been fully immersed. We hope that if we dried the batteries and terminals the car might be reincarnated but further inspection proved that the circuit boards inside had reacted badly to the soaking! This caused many tears not least because he had a stern talking to about appropriate use of water, the dangers of putting anything in the water and respect for property. Despite his pleas for a replacement and his insistence that he cannot possibly be happy again if he doesn’t have one he has now come to understand that it will not be replaced. The plugs have since been removed from bathroom other than the main one to prevent any of the children playing with water when they shouldn’t be, not least because the leak we had recently caused by the water tank is enough to deal with for now!

I have to confess I do feel a bit sorry for him, we have convinced him to keep it as a model for now and as his birthday is in June we may be able to find something similar, we’ll see. In other news the little two have adjusted to their new beds well. Pixie is delighted to have a ‘big girls’ bed and says it is snuggly and Imp having had a cabin bed which he decided he didn’t like had the legs shortened and is now much happier. In a happy development he has spent much of his time reading by himself, something I never thought I’d be able to say!  He has discovered the Tom Gates books and has read two in less than a week, indeed when I got up today to do breakfasts and stop the children fighting over the remotes and so on I found two children still in their rooms, one sleeping, one reading and the third  was the one who had asked for food! A very pleasing development!

Job Satisfaction

Life seems to be in fast froward at the moment. I have been working at school three mornings a week, mixed in with a little supply work. I began a creative writing club twice a week, with some trepidation but it seems to have gone down rather well, and I am also trying to plan and finish two books, one for the kids which is planned and half written as well as the follow up to the first novel which is semi-planned and has a first chapter!

I have to say I am beginning to fall back into the routine, I am enjoying the  challenges of the classroom, especially the supply work which sees me teaching across year groups and the curriculum. Unless I find a convenient 2/3 days a week or morning job I think I will continue with the supply work in the next academic year. The creative writing group has been great. I was guilty of expecting a gaggle of girls wanting to write about only fairies and such like. I was rewarded instead with a mixture of boys and girls who happily engaged with free writes, planning and character profiles. They have produced excellent work and I am looking forward to doing it all again next term, we may even get around to scripting and filming some of their work. I feel lucky to be able to do a job I am enjoying, especially in the current climate.

Writing itself doesn’t earn a huge amount, unless you are prolific enough to publish more than one title in a year or you are clever enough to write a best seller, I am currently working on two projects, one for children and one for adults as it helps keep both of them fresh! I have plans in the pipe line for future projects but the biggest obstacle is time. Three children and working in a school mean that by the time we have completed the homework and had dinner and then the kids have had a bath and a story and been convinced to go to bed it is nearly time for me to catch some shut eye! However this holiday I have asked them for 1-2 hours per day when we are not out for the whole day to do some writing, Then I might be able to keep up the momentum on the days I am not in school and after lunch on the days I am if I get back in the writing habit!

Talking of job satisfaction my main job, that of being a parent has proven difficult at the moment. The children seem to be going out of their way to be as difficult as possible. Hpops did manage to get a good report across the subjects she studies at school and Pixie and Imp both had lovely work to show me when parents were invited to school to see their books and displays! Outside school their behaviour is not so good. They seem to delight in arguing and fighting with one another, making a mess of the house and moving about as if they can’t see it and generally ignoring everything we say to them or ask them to do! We are battling through and hoping that with a positive reward system such as collecting things they like we will begin to make progress.

It is a shame but due to work I have stopped studying for the moment, I have enjoyed many courses with the Open University in subjects such as creative writing, psychology, philosophy and sociology and I have had fun doing them and hopefully learnt something. Instead I am going to try and read some of the text books without the time pressure keeping to a set schedule or attending tutorials and completing assignments. Instead I can focus my attention on teaching and writing.

Of course we are battling the cold during the Easter holidays. It does seem odd that it is light until nearly 8pm now the clocks have changed to summer time. Apparently we may get some milder air, just in time for the children to go back to school. At the moment the kids have various activities to keep them warm and occupied, riding, football and baking! We are hoping to visit the coast on Friday but I think at least part of the day will be spent inside, and some of it will be spent outside shivering as the kids build sand castles. Mr T and I hit mid thirties this week, this doesn’t really bother me, I am more interested now in having a good time with friends and family and it is odd to think how we change as we age. When you are at the kids ages your birthday is one of the most special days of the year. You expect a party and piles of presents and cards, as we get older this pile of cards and presents dwindles as we collect more of the things we want and need and find it difficult to think of things we desire. Instead  a birthday treat is a nice cake and a day out. Anyway hopefully the results of the writing will soon be available for everyone to see and as for the teaching, fingers crossed that the perfect job comes up and I can get it and make a success of it!

Snow and other things

It seems like such a long time since I posted, probably because time flies when you’re having fun. Christmas has been and gone, this year we had a lovely day with lots of Lego building, games and even a film. We spent a long time constructing a Hornby train set and  we have all begin to learn the secret language of Furby. It makes me remember when they came out the first time around, complete with a huge dictionary. This time you can get them to interact with one another, they develop different characters apparently and work out what they want, what they are saying and feed them via an i-pod app! They do provide moments of amusement but the high pitch can become wearing. The children have had great fun seeing if they could get them to do different things and I am not sure whether it is their own characters imprinting or the fact that the toys are all different colours but they have developed different characteristics.

Then came New Year, the little two slept through the chimes of Big Ben but Hpops was still up and able to see in the New Year. Getting her to keep sensible hours has proven difficult of late, she seems to be a night owl preferring to stay up until much later than she should and stay in bed long after she should be ready for school! Still as the school routine sort of gets back to normal I am hoping it will resolve her ability to stay up too late. However as many people have discovered of late the snow has been a bit disruptive, however here in Essex we seemed to escape the worst of it, several times the yellow and amber warnings came to nothing! However last Sunday the snow finally came much to the pleasure of the children, as after lunch enough had accumulated for a bit of sledging, and to build a snow cat. A production line was set up with children filling recycling boxes with snow and adults stamping the snow down and upending them after they had set, then the building began.

It started off as a dog kenned then Pixie used a bucket to make snow ice creams which she put on the roof, this looked a little like a snow train but then with a few more ‘ice creams’ it looked like a cat. Stone eyes and snow paws were added and now we have our very own maintenance free pet at least until it ‘warms’ up this weekend!

Christmas is coming

Yes in just a week’s time those of us with children will be trying to persuade them that the man with the red coat, white beard and red nosed reindeer is on his way and about to drop all their dreams down the chimney. Others will be worrying if the gifts they have saved hard for all year will satisfy their little ones, or partners and we’ll all be trying to find that perfect something for that special someone. No wonder Christmas is so stressful. Don’t get me wrong I do enjoy the silly season and now I have my own children there has been a bit of a momentum shift. As a grown up without kids I could lazily enjoy bucks fizz in bed, a 3-4 pm lunch and lots of booze and a film or something in the evening. These days I count myself lucky if there is a 6 or later in the hour section of the clock and I know that once one of the three is up it won’t be long before the other two follow. Stockings and breakfast follow before they are allowed their presents from under the tree, some from us, some from friends and family and usually somewhere hidden a special present that requires their full attention.

It makes me wonder now how stressed my own parents must have felt with our presents. I must admit that when I was thinking about what to get the children I found it easy to dismiss demands for TV’s and iphones but some of the other, still expensive requests seemed reasonable, but why did they want these particular things, TV advertising, friends or even us putting ideas into their heads? I do feel pressure to get them the right thing, something they want but that also means they won’t get teased when they all go back to school and compare notes, after all that’s one of the things that kids do. This year we’ve done quite well with the requests as we started early enough but it hasn’t been as easy as other years, I don’t think it is for anyone, prices are going up, pay is staying the same and jobs are harder to come by. We are still lucky as I can be at home with the kids and volunteer at their school to get some experience points before job hunting next year, but even so it makes me feel for those who worry there is too little under the tree and it makes me worry about how consumerist we have all become.

It has been interesting that my younger children could think of lots and lots of things they would like while Hpops couldn’t really, there were things she would like and enjoy having but she was finding it difficult to think of things she really wanted, I myself have found it difficult and as a result most of us have settled for token things like luxury chocolates, vouchers for a favourite shop rather than specific, perhaps more expensive requests. When asked what the children would like it has become increasingly difficult as things have got so expensive, so we have stuck to things like Lego, annuals,book tokens. I can remember at their ages being delighted with such gifts as well as stationery of jigsaws but in the modern age these gifts are often seen as quaint or boring, after all if it doesn’t have a touch screen, move, talk or actively entertain them what good is it?  I feel that as good as the benefits of modern technology are traditional arts and crafts are losing out a bit, kids expect to be entertained. My pre-ipod daughter is good at entertaining herself, she reads, writes and colours in the littler two require more active entertaining, it isn’t enough to play a game once, Imp is just beginning to be able to play alone but we get frequent complaints that no-one will play with him, as we do from Pixie as well, they expect someone to entertain them and if the ipod is out of charge there is apparently nothing to do! This holiday we are encouraging them to play more board games, do more crafts and, goodness help us, talk to each other. During the first day of their holidays they have helped me wash the car, played Strictly come Dancing, written cards and delivered them to the neighbours and watched a film, the ipods are tucked away, for now!

 

This isn’t really a moan just a longing, we know that the traditional Christmas pastimes will only get us so far before the boring comments start, they’ll have annuals to read, lego to build and games to play and I hope they have a really wonderful time like I did when I was a kid, waking up full of excitement and pleased to get a whole selection box  or toy to play with. I know that on the day they probably won’t spare a thought for those children not lucky enough to be swamped with gifts or wonder who received the shoebox we made up for Operation Christmas Child but I do hope some day they’ll be sharing some lovely memories with their own children and that maybe they’ll be a little less stressed about the gifts and content to have their family around them. For me this Christmas that is what counts, having the kids around us and seeing the rest of the family over the holiday period, not the shiny paper and money spent and so on, especially after the events in Newtown last week, the children slain the same age as my own son, it makes me realise I’m lucky to have kids, to have things to worry about and I’m going to sit back and enjoy the ride!

 

Merry Christmas, and remember it’s the thought that counts!

Children and money

As anyone who has watched the BBC in the last few weeks may know, tomorrow, Friday 16th November will see the massive fundraising telethon event that is Children in Need. Special editions of the Beeb’s favourite programs including Dr Who, Strictly, Eastenders and music from a whole host of events as well as heart breaking videos will fill the airwaves. My children will be watching some of these in the hope that they can see where some of the money that the school helps to raise every time it comes around actually goes, as well as getting an insight into the lives of those who are less fortunate themselves. The school this year is having a wear silly socks to school and a film and popcorn event, the children give a donation and then get to watch the film and munch popcorn, sounds good! For the first time when I asked the children how much they wanted to take in they went to their own money boxes and produced some money themselves. They’re keen to pay their own way. Not to mention that Hpops has been badgering me to help her with a shoebox for Operation Christmas Child. So off I went with the list of things she had made having read the information on the website, and then this evening we wrapped a box in paper, printed off the label and stocked the box with all the goodies. We went on-line to pay the postage and print off the barcode so that at some point we will be able to see where the shoebox ended up.

‘Mummy, how much did all this cost?’ Hpops asked me thoughtfully, so I told her and off she trotted returning with her money box. This time she handed me some money and told me we could go halves because she was the one who wanted to send the box, I was touched that she cared enough to give up some of her own money. Recently the trend of the children to spend most of their pocket money as soon as they get it, often on things they don’t need and get bored with after a couple of days has led to us setting up standing orders for the three of them for the majority of their pocket money. The rest of it they ‘earn’ through keeping their rooms tidy, putting their washing away and doing their homework without too much of a fight! We try to teach them the value of money as they had begin to adopt the ‘it’s broken, let’s get another one asap!’ attitude.

Hpops in particular has begun to learn as when the TV in the kitchen decided it wasn’t going to work anymore we decided that rather than rush out and replace it, instead we’d show them how to save up and get things they really want! The second way we have been showing them the value of money is by saving up nectar points. There is a certain set of Audio books featuring a certain wizard popular with children and adults that Hpops really wants, the complete set costs a heck of a lot of money so instead of buying them we have been saving up Nectar points, this has shown her how to save, we could have spent the points several times over but by saving with the points we have has the cash we would have spent and she will value them a lot more when in the next couple of weeks we finally reach our goal!

It has meant Mr T and I have had to stop buying things as soon as we want them to try and teach the children to do the same, after all if we tell them they have to save, think carefully about what they want rather than rush out and buy the nearest thing we have to model it! In this way it has helped us as well to prioritise what the family needs and what we can leave for a couple of months for, we are teaching then not to buy things unless they can go into the shop and buy what they want, rather than bargain with us and ‘borrow’ money. They have also been pleasantly surprised how much their pocket money and birthday money has built up since they have been saving their money and  even receiving interest!

My biggest tip for teaching children the value of money is to model it for them, show them that you have a saving goal for a luxury and encourage them to keep their money in a bank account so they can watch it grow, let them have a goal, maybe a longed for to and gadget. The chances are if they have saved for it themselves, the experience of buying it and having it will give them great satisfaction and they are more likely to look after it than the stuff they just get given!

Happy Half Term

We’re nearly at the end of half term really, we’ve so far been bowling, caught up with some friend and given treats to those who were out trick or treating. We didn’t go this year, instead we carved a pumpkin, coloured in some window decorations, watched a spooky film together with sweets and the kids dressed up. We discovered that Pixie didn’t like her costume because it was too ‘itchy’, Imp only had a Lightening McQueen costume so not particularly scary and Hpops was the only one dresses as a proper witch!

We are much looking forward to a fireworks party on Saturday, and having some family fun. We’ve done lots of crafty bits during the day which has now got much easier as Pixie is big enough to join in independently which means that I can divide my time more equally rather than letting the older two cause chaos. Of course the weather has meant that some of the more outside days out have been put on the back burner for now but Hpops enjoyed ‘Halloween hilarity’ at the stables!

 

Pixie is living up to her cheeky name at the moment and is now afraid to speak her mind, sometimes out loud, in public and rather embarrassingly! There was the time when she at the hospital asked me if she needed to see a different doctor because the first one wasn’t clever enough to sort out her problem, head down, hold her hand and pull seemed to be the solution here! I have to say when out and she says ‘Mummy..’ in that funny little way she has I cross my fingers and hope she just want to go to the toilet or something. I have discovered that raising the kids has been lovely, I have enjoyed watching them learn and grow but now I have to say I am enjoying going back to work part time as I am starting to have adult conversations again, have an interest outside of the house and have something other than running around after the kids to worry about.

To this end I have decided to try and find a teaching position next September, preferably part time so that I can continue with the writing and studying as well. I am hoping to find the fabled work/home balance, wish me luck.

Teaching

Recently I found myself back in the class room, it’s only for two mornings a week and I’m not teaching on my own, I’m assisting but I have to say I have found myself surprised. On the first day I was exceptionally nervous, it was years since I’d been back in the classroom in a capacity other than a parent helper and I was worried that as I knew some of the children as a parent they wouldn’t accept me as a teacher. I was concerned that the teachers wouldn’t want a trained teacher assisting either  in case they were worried I was treading on their toes. I needn’t have worried, after about the second lesson lots of things came flooding back, as well as my realisation that things had changed.

The interactive whiteboards that were starting to be rolled out when I first went on maternity leave with Matthew were now fully operational and from watching the teachers use them they seem fairly intuitive although I still haven’t ventured into using one of them. It does seem easier to plan things onto computers plug them in and off you go which means that the power of the internet (safe search on, of course) can be harnessed as well as lots of interactive games and activities that enhance learning. As well as this overhead projectors with slightly fuzzy handwritten hymn words have become visualisers that focus automatically and have become a powerful tool for modelling good work and praising children. Yes I am beginning to sound like a teacher again, apparently I still have ‘the look.’ That isn’t to say it has all been plain sailing, Hpops has been a little up and down about the whole thing, for a while she was convinced that I must like other children better than her and wanted me to help out in her class, I had to point out to her that this wouldn’t necessarily be a good idea!

From just a few weeks in the class again I have realised that I have missed teaching, especially as my own children have neared the age  I used to teach and I am enjoying helping out with the children, getting to see the light bulb, I get it moments that makes teaching a special thing and not having to deal with the hassle factor of marking, planning and so on. However I do want to return to the profession, the problem will be to find the right job as I need to fit it around the kids if possible but for the moment I am really content just helping out a bit and biding my time, who knows I may feel differently once the children start working out how to wind their teachers up and things more routine.

In other news the kids have settled in really well into their new classes, we have parent’s evening approaching and I am hoping that the reports will be good, writing is now happening on a regular basis thanks to the children being back at school, and I am still considering what to do regarding studying as something is going to have to give I think. Still it just goes to show that teaching is still rewarding for me and I hope to continue to enjoy it.