Day 33: It's not Friday yet...

...although my brain is having difficulty accepting that.

I've begun to mentally and physically shut down. I'm so close to the end that I don't really care much about the rest of the week. 2 days. 5 lessons. Then a whole, beautiful week off. Oh lordy, it will be fabulous!

SO the day. Well, goes without saying that it was ridiculously hard to get out of bed this morning; I rely heavily on my snooze alarm which makes it far too easy to oversleep. I'm going to go to bed reeeeally early today to make up for it.

Anyway, got to work, and was presented with year 9 first thing. I had brought in my bag of fun sized chocolate bars and used them (successfully, I might add) as a bribing tool to get the kids through the MILLION pages we had to read today. They got pretty restless towards the end, which was a shame, but they got into the questions I asked them as there were chocolatey rewards.

After year 9 were year 11, and I really buggered up that lesson. I was giving them the paper 2, with the hope that they could have a go at the first question (unseen non-fiction) but to be honest, they had no idea. I should have gone through it, exactly how I would have answered it, and done it as a group. I didn't, I read through the questions and left it to them, and it was a bit of a washout. I will need to think carefully about how to do it again next term.

I was free until year 10 last lesson, so sorted out various things, including that lesson, and had to babysit a year 7 who was sent out his lesson. Year 10 turned up, and I ran through a lesson on irony. The kids were SO needy it was crazy. I had a constant barrage of "MISS!" and queues of them asking me to mark their work. I'll be glad when the work is in. The bell caught me off guard; the kids were in the middle of writing, and they all packed up and left, although a few stayed to ask me about a few questions.

I'm so happy tomorrow is Thursday, because then it's nearly Friday. I CANNOT wait for Friday.