|Perran and Carenza first day at school, 2006|
It’s all rushing at us so fast, like an express train. Yesterday, I had my last Latin lesson with Carenza and Beth. Beth gave me a lovely card and flowers. It was both the end of an era –
“But we’ll be seeing you again, Beth.”
Of course I will, but never again as teacher. And also the beginning of something –
Beth’s well-written “thank you” showed me that a good teacher will receive respect and affection from her pupils – my year’s PGCE training ahead will lead to a rewarding future.
|Last day at School|
Today is also the last normal day of school. Perran wore black because after this year his form will be no more – there is an extra tutor group in the twins’ year due to a bulge in numbers, and that class is dissolved for ever from tomorrow.
Tomorrow is dressing up and a final assembly with silly awards. It was meant to be light-hearted, but people’s sense of humour is somewhat frayed just before exams. Apparently, nobody appreciates being voted “person most likely to become an axe murderer”, so things have been a little frought.
In the middle of this, there is also a smattering of first exams – Perran will be sitting Stats, Carenza Latin literature. I haven’t dared to ask whether they’ll be wearing fancy dress in the exam room or not.
And me – I’m slightly dreading our University reunion weekend, glamping. I don’t know if we’ll all manage to get on, and even more importantly, I don’t even know if we’ve got a cosy yurt or a drafty tipi.