Today I was called "mom" in class by a student--second time this has happened! It is rather funny but it's also a bit disconcerting because this hasn't happened to me before. Damo tells me I must be looking matronly.
While I still get this knot of reluctance (not quite dread) in my stomach when I think of going to work, it is a lot better than when I first started. It's just not as good as the holidays, of course. The kids are starting to get a bit more self-sufficient, settle into the routine of school and they are starting to listen to me. There are a few yucky malicious ones and the loud energetic-ness of grade 7s is a bit too much at times (12 year old boys don't talk, they shout), but overall, we're getting used to each other.
In other Nico news, I have now stood up on a surf board! It only took me four outings whereas Damo was up by the end of the first lesson but I'm a slow kinesthetic learner.
In other Damo news, I think he's addicted to Australian game shows. We might need an intervention.
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Ah Nicole I remember teaching grade sevens a few eons ago...shudder
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