Friday, July 23, 2004

 

A wannabe national truster. 

posted by Brianne 5:51 pm

 

HELLO!!!! It seems like years since i last blogged and really i have been lazy and could not be bothered.  But i shall make an extra effort now that the six weeks holiday has begun and perhaps i shall make this blog extra long to make up for my absence (but then again maybe i won't because really what do i have to say that makes any sense?).

School has broken up for six weeks and i'm finding it a little hard to relax.  it feels a bit naughty to have school holidays when i am no longer a student, i feel like i should be at work still.  i keep finding work for myself to do and i'm running around like a headless chicken. This morning i had enough and i jumped in the car and drove off.  An hour later i was sitting under a willow tree eating a pear and enjoying the sunshine somwhere in kent.  it was wonderful to be completely alone for awhile and i felt hidden away behind the willow branches.  Later i raced along the A25 (you can really make norma jean move if you know how) back to surrey.  Will i still be living in Surrey this time next year? I have applied for a job in bath but i dont think i stand much chance of even getting an interview and i would miss the kids at the school if i left now.

I felt sad as i drove away from the school on the last day of term, it felt like the end of an era, like leaving uni or the R.C. behind.  I will be working in a different class in september and i prob wont see much of the kids i have been working with.  I'm really gonna miss the friendships i have built up with them.  Who is going to keep asking me to sing 5 white teeth? who am i going to play monsters with and who will make me wait in the hall in the morning whilst he dances to the music before going to class?  who will i jump up and down with? who will i chase and tickle? who will grab my chin and turn my head round so he can look in my eyes with a big grin? who will squash his face into mine (with his ever so sharp nose) and wear my red scrunchie round his head like rambo? who will blow on my face and giggle? who will hold his hand out imperiously and wait for me to tickle him? who will ask me countless questions, all at the same time and completely unrelated, like "do you like turkey twizzlers? how is mayonnaise made? do you shop at Willy Waitrose? Do you know where the glades are? there in bromley. do you like Bromley? who is naomi?" ? Who will rest his head on me when he so absolutely exhausted from the stuff going on his head?  who is going to understand me as well as these kids do?

 

posted by Brianne 5:15 pm