First Day in School 2010

I love work, being a teacher. I like pointing to the masses the right way at the crossroads of Life. Working with people is difficult, but if you have the talent for it, could be a very satisfying job.

Well, I am a Form 1 Teacher (13 years olds). And the Power Up Above (office) gave me the 'C' class (again), the only indigenous class. I am ok, I am not complaining. Life is good, at first.

And then, I went to Form 5 MPV (17 yrs old) for my first ever CIVIC class and I dreaded my next classes with these young people. 20% of the student were difficult to control, and you might say, oh that's only a few.... but a drop of ink DOES make an entire glass of water murky. Enough said.

To remedy this... I might have to bring my video camera to record EVERY classroom sessions with them. I do play dirty. And I do collect evidence of any misconduct in class. Starting next week.

The picture above is of my colleague, in charge of Discipline, talking about the school regulations and proper conduct to the Form 1. She pulled out some boys to show what's-not; long hair, spiky hair, belt buckles etc. I had to scream twice this morning to make students obey.

I am now officially a Prefect Teacher. And VE HAVE VAYS TO MAKE ZEM VORK WIT UZ!

But still the unofficial school photographer. Oh well.