Josephine Tale Pedlar has what she calls her happy Friday blog, or something to that effect, it is always upbeat. I suppose this is because it is the start of the weekend, a time to relax. I always laugh to myself because Saturday is my nightmare day. Shopping to be done and then lets just have a look in, the next ten shops, I just cant wait for it to happen.
MY daughter in law was all excited last night. She starts back to her teaching on Monday, the summer is over. She is starting in a new school and looking forward to it so much she bubbles. Made me think back to my teaching days and the end of summer. How I could not get back to the kids, I had missed them so much.
So I am thinking weekend and schools. But I want to get the weekend started with some light-hearted thoughts.
So for all those teachers about to head back to a new term, and the rest of us who watch them go, here are the ten main reason why you continue to want to be a teacher.
1. You have no time for a life between August and June
2. You want to slap the next person who says, “Must be nice to work from 9 till 4 and have the summers free.
3. When out in public you feel the urge to talk to strange children and correct their behaviour.
4. You refer to adults as "boys and girls."
5. You encourage your husband by telling them they are a "good helper."
6. You've ever had your profession slammed by someone who would never dream of doing the job you do.
7. Meeting a child's parents instantly answers the question, "Why is this childlike this?"
8. You believe "extremely annoying" should have its own box on the report card.
9. You know hundred good reasons for being late.
10. You don't want children of your own because there isn't a name you can hear that wouldn't elevate your blood pressure.
Anyway have a good last weekend and remember you must not be late of the first day back. Not like the family who had just moved into a new area and overslept. The daughter was sure to be late for school.
The father, though late for work himself had to drive her. Since he did not know the way, he said that she would have to direct him to the school.
They drove past many streets before she told him to turn for the first time, several more before she indicated another turn. This went on for 20 minutes - but when they finally reached the school, it proved to be only a short distance from their home.
The father, much annoyed, asked his daughter why she'd led him around in such a circle.
The child explained, "That's the way the school bus goes, Daddy. It's the only way I know."
Have a great Saturday.
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