#SoCS March 23/19 – The Last Piece Of Mail I Received

Linda’s SoCS Prompt this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last piece of mail you received.” Talk about the subject of the last piece of physical mail you received, i.e. a gas bill–talk about gas, not the bill itself. Have fun!

Hmmm… it’s not often I get mail nowadays. Most of my bank statements and bills are online, as I hate to throw so much paper away!

However, there are some things that are inevitable… Bills.

And Insurance renewals.

The last piece of physical mail I received was a renewal reminder for my cat, Sonu Singh. And his Pet insurance premium.

We are lucky to be blessed with a beautiful, healthy kitty who has just celebrated his 5th birthday with us too.

And his health means that we haven’t ever had to use the insurance, but is’s a ‘just in case’ scenario, as it is for all insurance.

He’s a fully fledged member of the family so he deserves to be looked after, just right too!

But the premiums! Oh my!

It went up by £100 just in a year, and that is even though we haven’t claimed ever.

Apparently it’s his age.

Seriously? He’s 5! And a house cat, at that.

Most insurers mention the 10 year mark as a time you would start to see rises, but not our company.

Suffice to say, we found another insurer, at a fraction of the cost, and the same piece of mind regarding our fur baby.

We love you Sonu Singh!

March 21: Flash Fiction Challenge – Bucket

Charli’s 99-word fiction prompt:

March 21, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features a bucket of water. What is the condition of the water and what is the bucket for? Drop deep into the weel and draw from where the prompt leads! u.


The Big Leak

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Colin lay on the bed, trying his hardest to sleep but the incessant dripping noise was keeping him from his beauty sleep.

He’s already emptied the bucket, just before going to bed, though it sounded like it would be full of more rainwater before long, and he’d have to dispose of it again.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

It was typical that a leak had to spring now, during the rainiest of seasons, with a hurricane brewing, when no roofer was willing to risk his life to patch up a few shingles on his roof.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Rift #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt:

I see the beginnings of a valley
I see distances starting to form
A natural split happening
A land that will become torn
Will beauty dissipate
Or will it double?
Will we have peace
or trouble?
Brexit?
Rift...

Ritu 2019

#writephoto

One Liner Wednesday – #1LinerWeds – Feedback

” [Class teacher] has a wonderful aura around her that makes the classroom environment inviting, entertaining and leaves the children wanting to learn…”

My Observer – 2019

Okay, so it won’t quite be a one liner today, just a few more to explain the quote above.

Yesterday I had my formal lesson observation.

For all you non teachers, this is a time where you are watched to make sure you are doing the right thing, all the way through your teaching career.

At each stage the expectations rise higher and higher…

The last two years have seen my observation be a total shambles. I have been stressed out like you wouldn’t believe!

The first one last year was scheduled at a tough time for me, after a lunchtime sale with my School Council, in a class I hadn’t worked with that week yet… not my choice. It was just how the cookie crumbled.

And it was awful. Even after huge amounts of planning, nothing went right as I felt so stressed out. It was no fun. And the results were so awful that my Team Leader said she knew what I was like usually, so she discounted it and said we could reschedule at a later date.

Great.

Then the rescheduled one never got organised so I requested that the Head just come and observe me instead, which was duly arranged.

Except, after planning, I managed to fall in the classroom and had that suspected fractured elbow.

But even if that hadn’t have happened, I would have been stuck, as the snow fell hard at that time, and school would have been closed anyway!

Third time lucky and finally the observation happened, with lovely, positive feedback.

Phew!

This year, I think we may be due three separate observations.

The first which should have been before Christmas ended up being delayed, again, because of staffing shortages.

So my last one ended up in January.

You don’t understand quite how much extra planning goes into these observation sessions.

For a start, I have to fill out a two-page plan for that 30 minute session… and that takes ages… alongside making sure everything is there for the children and adults in the room, it’s no wonder we teachers get stressed!

So this morning, with trepidation, I came into school, butterflies in my tummy and a nervous disposition at my disposal. You see, I had a new Teaching Assistant who had only started on Monday, and my other one had been off sick on Monday. Would this observation happen?

It did, and at the right time, thank goodness!

My staff were all in, the Parent helper who volunteers was amazing, and the kids were really on task for the most part.

Sure, there were a few points to pick up on, which I agreed with (the issue being not being in a class of my own, so having to really fit in with what needs doing in the class), there was that lovely comment above.

And it made my day!

I slept like a happy baby last night!

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For Linda’s #1LinerWeds challenge.

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 128 #SynonymsOnly Sing & Spring

Colleen’s Poetry Challenge:

Sing & Spring

The Road, Beams, Path, Forest, Nature
Pixabay Image

A beautiful dawn
I can hear the bird's chorus
The sun is shining
A perfect start to the day
Bringing a bounce to my step

Ritu 2019

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