Stand tall

Today I had to stand like the tallest giraffe (my favourite animal) and go into school and be mean teacher. Said boys from yesterday were right royally chastised. But ever ounce of me felt awful to see their tears ever though I knew they were in the wrong. I hate being harsh. But it was needed.

Was in THE P7 class again and they were being dreadful so I decided I had to bring in the big guns- my loud teacher voice. I rarely use it, but when I do it works! The rest of the morning they were like lambs. I am hoping I will have lambs next week and not chimps. Other wise the the big gun comes out again!!!

Well at 6.50 this utterly exhausted teacher is claiming a small victory over the scamps (well for this week anyway) and is going to bed! Rock and roll.