My daily Sigh. Evening. It’s always good to check spelling when you are a teacher, missing one letter from a word can be crucial. Our support staff read the planning but there was an ‘o’ missing from the word ‘counting’. They weren’t entirely sure of their task. . . Evening, Friday was reached and I …
My Daily Sigh. Afternoon, another lovely September day where my flowers need watering and it’s warm enough to not need a coat. I asked a child to remove the coat, dangling like a Superhero cape off the top of their head, and to carry it. “ I can’t “ was the reply, “I’ve got too …
My Daily Sigh. Evening. If I talk I’m misunderstood, if I use technology, I get it wrong. Who would put me, Mrs Techno Rubbish, in charge of contacting new members for the Musical Society on Social Media? Tonight, I thought I was replying to a friends message, only to find I’d messaged some man I’ve …