Today a child in my class jabbed me in the eye by mistake.
There was no reprimand, no telling-off…it was utterly hilarious and we couldn’t stop laughing.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - I would be exactly the sort of teacher that most teachers dread.
I have been asked at short notice to teach a Music and then a French lesson for a Year 5 class this afternoon.
Headteacher: You can teach the lesson on whatever you want.
*SOLD*
My favourite kind - an afternoon of French quizzes and being rockstars it is, then.
:)
My class of children have had an important and decisive week of tests this week, so I have been sure to hold them up in prayer.
Today is their last exam, and the child I have been reading/scribing has done so well considering his natural ability and progress throughout the year.
It’s a wonderful feeling, knowing that God has given me the opportunity to sow into that boy’s life at such a crucial time.
Thankyou Lord for bringing out the best in him this week…now let’s BOSS this final day of tests - Amen!!
:D
Terrific Tuesday: work was wondrous, sunny skies, consumed coffee, discussed duties for an evangelical event, music matches mood and meteorological matters, a solitary and serene stroll home under a captivating celestial canvas.
Oh and assorted alliteration aplenty…as always.
:)
Okay, so my heart may have fluttered immensely today when a child at work whom I cherish so very dearly told me that I am their favourite person in the whole world.
the feels.
<3
Can I just make it clear that for all the downsides of my job (of which there are several),
the majority of the children I work with more than make up for it.
There are a handful of children in this place that absolutely light up my spirit with their conversation, enormous hearts and the glow of promising futures that I see in them.
Does the fact that our education system does not encourage investing in children in such a way within a school setting dwindle my motivation to keep on doing it anyway?
Not in the slightest.
Say what you like about my professional conduct, but tending to young hearts trumps teaching the basics of Google Sketchup and Jamaican tourism in my book.
If I’m honest, the way I conduct myself at work isn’t always professional…
By that I mean that I’m too busy making friends with the children and trying to invest in their (in some cases) broken lives as a role model, showing God’s love in a sector of society that is increasingly clamping down on any opportunity to do so, even within RE lessons. I have a calling from God that does not involve photocopying and scorning a child for not remembering the difference between an obtuse and acute angle.
Whoops. Does that make me a bad employee?
Sorry totally NOT sorry.
After the two-week Easter break, it’s back to work in the morning.
Not cool, not cool.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my job…but
a) we all know that horrible feeling of going back to life after time off
b) I kind of just want to go off on the adventures God has in store for me already
*sigh* patience, prayer and petition.
A girl in my class was getting her lunchbox and her water bottle broke, spilling the entire contents all over the floor. She promptly burst into floods of tears.
Upset children with hurty hearts gives Shaun a hurty heart.
*something must be done*
“Elizabeth, I know I said I wanted a swimming pool but you didn’t have to go and do that.”
Teary-eyed children laughing gives Shaun a happy heart.
Take that, sadness.
Is there any sort of job I could get into that centres around working with children, where the focus is pastoral rather than educational and I don’t need to have trained as a teacher?
I’m finding now that I am not fussed about showing them facts so much as I want to show them their value to God, love them and invest in their lives in a way that the rules of the education system don’t allow.
My heart is very much for this, and God knows that.
I am looking to a change of season, a change of work, and perhaps a change of scenery also…
Oh my heart.
