The rentrée was pretty easy on me, I have to say. Tuesday is my “easiest” day (as in, the students behave) and classes started back up last Tuesday, when I was still a little bit sick from my cold, the main problem being my hearing. It only got worse and though I don’t teach on Wednesday, I had to go on sick leave Thursday. Friday I only have three hours of class and my tutor came to observe me, so, nothing but the presence of a second adult in the classroom and the kids were all calm.
This week it’s back to the grind. I kicked one kid out of class yesterday and sent a note home for another, who won’t be allowed into my class Thursday. This morning I got up, got dressed, and when it came to saying bonne journée to J (still in bed, the bastard only has to get to work at 9 or sometimes 9:30), I said, “Je veux changer de travail” (I want to change jobs). In spite of all the conversations we’ve had about my job the past few months (he’s a good listener about this stuff) he seemed genuinely surprised. Then I went and had my typical good Tuesday of classes and by the end of the day remembered how adorable most of the kids are, and thought, god dammit.
This Friday I’m driving all the way down past Angoulême to a place called La Couronne to learn how to use an interactive white board. Everyone says they’re pretty cool so I’m hoping it’ll be worth the drive, the early morning rise, and the fact that it’s preventing me from going to Rennes with J for the weekend.
In good news, I get to go to London in March with the 1e européennes (including many of my students). My first voyage scolaire! I’m pretty excited about it.