Wednesday, January 24, 2007

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Christmas, I feel sick ...

So you thought you know well that a troll came m'étrangler in my sleep? Pantoute ! But do not imagine I'll give you an explanation of my silence. It was my vacation, I wanted to enjoy it, too bad it all '.

Ben here! Y 'us silly. There's not been a month of holidays for sure!

No, it's true. Except that, despite a wealth of subjects and constantly growing, I thought not the drive to write, no time. Tell Mother and Unworthy company. Become a slave to my blog? No thank you! And if I give you too much, you will eventually acquire a taste and to always want more.

And then there was Kwismas . That moment of joy and sharing. You might think that for us, teachers-who-will-complain-the-belly-full d'avantages-social as we repeat the fact all the time, is the good life. In reality, it is not so simple. If you exult in the idea certainly well-deserved holiday, Christmas is also a peak panic insured. And it has nothing to do with shopping.

course, it starts the week before the holidays. It's almost a sacrilege recognized in the profession not to prepare a small Christmas crafts to report to mom and dad. Whether the little fir surrounded by cotton wool hard as a rock because of excess glue or a candy cane reindeer transformed into an addition with a cleverly organized pipe cleaners and plastic beads, what to do! Luckily, the 3rd cycle, I avoid me what kind of cheesy devoid of any teaching. Suggest a hobby for students 5th or 6th year, as they talk about Santa Claus. Plans so they are really interested in religious education in order to exorcise you. In my case, it would take several years studying theology.

I'm doing so far. I do not DIY, but not want to spent Christmas in silence. Nope! They want decorations. I hate decorate my classroom! Whether it's Halloween, Easter, Valentine's Day, birthdays, for Hanukkah, the Feast of the Queen, I scierais hands with a knife butter rather than decorate. But no ... I do the same! Worse is, they want more activities! I can not even plan or assessment work. Apparently it's not very nice. Who said I was? Again, I crouches games, film, dance, what they want as long as I can threaten them all day to give them work if they do not subside big nerve.

The real stress is not there. I whining, but the activities and decorations are worth the bottles of wine, port and chocolate boxes that I receive (You think still not I give myself all this trouble for nothing ... No? For real? ... What you're cute!). In short, the real stress, one that resonates like a bell fire throughout the week and we will whirring in the background during the holidays, one that we lacerating the stomach, intestines and tear us shakes our heart as a vice, lies in this single fact:

"My God! There's just six months! "

And it hood. It annoyed that it went too fast. We nibble their nails to see everything that has not been seen so little of it covered. It always ends to wonder if our students are not slower than last year. But no, it's always the same. We do not tame. And it will be worse after the break, the Easter break and 1 June In this

mood I'm in this January, as many of my colleagues. Because I'm back at work full late stage in full-term evaluations, full rush of corrections in full hair pulling because the notes to put in the newsletter. Go two or three gravol and I return!

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