We Made It! #AtEase

It’s Friday!

But not just any Friday…

For plenty of individuals, it is a Friday we have been crawling towards… the end of the existing term!

The kids are excited. It means a week (or two for some!) off and away from school! Yes there may be homework, but the pressure of getting up and going in is not there!

And us teachers…well, when I say we crawl, I mean it!

This first half term of the academic year is always tough. Settling in new pupils, getting to know them. setting boundaries and rules, assessing… it is a tough slog.

I know I personally have  found this last term extremely exhausting, with my new responsibilities, and a lot more children to get to know. Names are never a problem for me, I have learned 70 new ones so far, and it looks likely that I need to learn another 30, if only for a short while, next term! But, the downside of having so many children to be responsible for, I don’t feel I really ‘know’ them yet.

Still, I have made it through this term, with no days of complete meltdowns, (well, not mine, some of the kids however have had a few!) and look forward to a few special days during my week off.

My only worry… when we come back from the break, all the progress we have made with our littlest ones will have been forgotten (believe me, it doesn’t take much for young children to forget what they were doing before!) and so the cycle will continue to roll, with us having to re-settle them, but hopefully only for a few days before they remember what Nursery and School is all about!

So, I am off to start my last day (for a week at least) and then enjoy a week of relative freedom!

Enjoy your Friday Peeps!!!!

 

SEVEN DAYS. SEVEN BLACK AND WHITE PHOTOS ~ DAY TWO

‘SEVEN DAYS. SEVEN BLACK AND WHITE PHOTOS OF YOUR LIFE.

NO PEOPLE. NO EXPLANATION. CHALLENGE SOMEONE NEW EACH DAY’

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I am nominating my blog sis, Judy.

Thank you very much, Bee, at The Bee Writes for nominating me on Wednesday.

Spur – #writephoto

Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt this week:

Looking at the contraption hanging from the wall, Barbie turned towards Ken.

“Babe, I know we watched Fifty Shades, and all that, last night, but there is no way that is going anywhere near my perfect surgically enhanced figure.”

Fearful of puncture and subsequent deflation, Barbie backed away from her ‘adventurous’ boyfriend.

“Huh?” Ken stared back, confused. “I don’t get it. That, Babe, that is my new fidget spinner! I got it cheap from the scrap metal yard. It looks pretty epic… but I just can’t get it to spin…”

#writephoto

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Rodeo Challenge 5 – To Love and Honour #FFRodeo #Twitterflash

So, I am trying my hand at the fifth challenge by the Carrot Ranchers for their Flash Fiction Rodeo!

There are many rules and regulations, but the essence is a story told in eleven tweets. with only nine words per sentence, so 99 words. And the hash tags #FFRodeo and #Twitterflash must be in each tweet too!

Character limits… word limits… tweet limits! Phew! But I did it! Here goes!

P.S. – These are interactive tweets… you can like, etc from here!!!

Now let me tell you an age-old story today.
One where boy loves girl and girl loves boy.
But their love is forbidden: their families sworn enemies.
Meet Ameena, a Muslim girl, and Jas, a Sikh.
Thrown together by fate: in a broken down elevator.
Hours spent in close proximity; attraction begins to bloom
Clandestine meetings in the months that follow, feeding obsessions.
Disaster strikes when they are discovered by their families.
A hastily arranged marriage for Ameena, thwarted by Jas.
Both families at war; lives cut short; honour killings.
Two hearts, one soul, forever beating to one rhythm.

Flash Fiction Rodeo Contest #5

Now this one is for all you Tweet writers out there!

Another cracking challenge for the Flash Fiction Rodeo!

Source: Flash Fiction Rodeo Contest #5

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