It was something of a wasted visit to the school as the music teacher wasn't there and the supervisor sent couldn't cope with a few of the pupils. I got them doing something constructive while she was out of the room, but I know my limitations and that I get more with patience and good humoured acceptance of what I can't control than by getting annoyed. When it was decided that all the class would watch a film instead of doing any work, I politely said that I wasn't going to be much more use and left. My ears are still mildly deafened from the drumming - one lad, who's actually a very good drummer, uses knocking nine bells out of them as a ploy "but I'm making music, miss" to avoid listening to a teacher - I know that I just have to wait until he stops as, if I shouted or tried to take the drumsticks away, I'd only look pathetic; but the supervisor didn't.
I arrived home to find an email reminding me of a meeting at 2 o'clock that I didn't know was happening. Oh joy. I'd better go. You miss something, you never catch up.
I'd better get on. I may add to this later, if anything interesting happens.
I think we're all waiting with baited breath for the interesting addition.
ReplyDeleteYour breath may be bated, Dave, but I'm not sure if anyone else's is.
ReplyDeleteI was grumpy and moody, wasn't I? I was sweet and good humoured at school though. Oh, and it seems I've pulled wool over eyes again. Heh heh.