Where do I start? I have felt so rough this week that I didn't think I would survive!
Caitlin came home in tears,saying Mrs Moss has had a go at her, over her diary , or lack thereof. She apparantly had a go about the fact that C always loses things, never completes homework and thinks homework is beneath her because she is so good at school. I went in and burst into tears, and explained about mental health and how sometimes C can't concentrate on anything. Mrs Moss was very understanding; I guess she had to be with a tearful mother on her case.
Didn't exactly set me up for the day although school went very well. Iwas finally asked to cover year three, with a proviso that I can have my part time role back when Sara comes back from maternity leave...if she comes back.
Another rumour abounds that our favourite person has been suspended for 'hitting' a child. Is this the straw which breaks the camel's back.
Finally, Mrs Ferrie was in and asked me if I would take Year One next year. I nearly laughed in her face! She's a bit of a whirlwind, I'll say that for her!
Anton has asked to go out tomorrow and next weekend, inspite of a conversation about fairness. I am not happy!