Wednesday, July 12, 2006
First Week Adventure
First week at summer at summer school
Supposed to start my job in Uxbridge, London. One day before I was due to fly to UK am called by my new employer. Informed that I must start one week later in a place called Cheltenham for two weeks before I can go to Uxbridge. Panick cos no idea what I plan to do in that one week. Finally sort myself out and stay with my brother for a few days before going to Manchester to house sit some rich dudes house.
Look at the map to work out where the hell Cheltenham is. Look at a map and the college I'm working at is in fact located in Gloucester. No let me re-phrase, actually 6 miles out of Gloucester in the country side. Only sheep and fields.
Sat, July 1 Day 1
Wake up at 7am and get taken to the train station by Net. Work my way down to Gloucester with the heaviset suitcase ever.
Get to the train station and am met by my new line manager, a really tall, posh talking teacher called Dave. Meet another teacher and an activity leader. Get taken to the college, which really is in the middle of nowhere.
Sit through the most boring induction that doesn't finish till after 10pm. Exhausted.
Sun July 2 Day 2.
Get given a day off???? (Real pointless since just started) The kids arrive. About 140 in total. Do very little. Manage to go to the on site pub (the only thing the kids can't go and do!!)
Mon July 3 - Friday July 7
Basicially this is how my day goes on a daily basis - Wake up at 715. Get breakfast. Teach. Eat lunch. Do lesson prep during any free time I have. Do afternoon activities with the kids. Eat. Do lesson prep at any availbale free moment. Do evening activities. Depending if I am on night duty or not go to pub. Night duty is at 11. No drinking before. Pub closes at 11. You do the maths. Not much opportunity to go. Get to bed by 1am. Start again. Simply exhausted now and it's only my first week.
It's been the busiest week I have had in a long time. We have Italian, French and Spanish kids. Some are real sh!ts! The Italians are the craziest bunch of kids. We have a group of 5 girls who us teachers have nick named the Lolitas. They just tart themselves up and wear ghastly makeup and whore-ish clothes and always want to smoke. "Teacher, do you have a cigarette" (must be done with an Italian accent). Caught one of them stripping at the school disco the other night. They drive me nuts!! The other Italian kids are just horney. All they do is go around attached to each others faces.
Anyway France vs Italy tonight for the WC final. There will be tears, I gurantee!!!
Supposed to start my job in Uxbridge, London. One day before I was due to fly to UK am called by my new employer. Informed that I must start one week later in a place called Cheltenham for two weeks before I can go to Uxbridge. Panick cos no idea what I plan to do in that one week. Finally sort myself out and stay with my brother for a few days before going to Manchester to house sit some rich dudes house.
Look at the map to work out where the hell Cheltenham is. Look at a map and the college I'm working at is in fact located in Gloucester. No let me re-phrase, actually 6 miles out of Gloucester in the country side. Only sheep and fields.
Sat, July 1 Day 1
Wake up at 7am and get taken to the train station by Net. Work my way down to Gloucester with the heaviset suitcase ever.
Get to the train station and am met by my new line manager, a really tall, posh talking teacher called Dave. Meet another teacher and an activity leader. Get taken to the college, which really is in the middle of nowhere.
Sit through the most boring induction that doesn't finish till after 10pm. Exhausted.
Sun July 2 Day 2.
Get given a day off???? (Real pointless since just started) The kids arrive. About 140 in total. Do very little. Manage to go to the on site pub (the only thing the kids can't go and do!!)
Mon July 3 - Friday July 7
Basicially this is how my day goes on a daily basis - Wake up at 715. Get breakfast. Teach. Eat lunch. Do lesson prep during any free time I have. Do afternoon activities with the kids. Eat. Do lesson prep at any availbale free moment. Do evening activities. Depending if I am on night duty or not go to pub. Night duty is at 11. No drinking before. Pub closes at 11. You do the maths. Not much opportunity to go. Get to bed by 1am. Start again. Simply exhausted now and it's only my first week.
It's been the busiest week I have had in a long time. We have Italian, French and Spanish kids. Some are real sh!ts! The Italians are the craziest bunch of kids. We have a group of 5 girls who us teachers have nick named the Lolitas. They just tart themselves up and wear ghastly makeup and whore-ish clothes and always want to smoke. "Teacher, do you have a cigarette" (must be done with an Italian accent). Caught one of them stripping at the school disco the other night. They drive me nuts!! The other Italian kids are just horney. All they do is go around attached to each others faces.
Anyway France vs Italy tonight for the WC final. There will be tears, I gurantee!!!
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