Hola. Hope you are all well.
I’ve had a grown up week, possibly the most grown up week of my life, although I am prone to exaggeration.
Firstly I had a decision to make regarding my job, as the school I’m currently in were keen for me to apply for a role with them for next year. For a good while I was all set to apply for this job and then as I was washing the dishes, I had a moment of clarity and realised it wasn’t really for me. I don’t think I’m ready to settle down and commit to a long-term thing. In many ways I see myself as being the teaching assistant equivalent of the Littlest Hobo, entering a school touching the lives of all I encounter and then moving on to pastures new. I’m not so sure the schools see me in such terms.
In other school related news, I had a one day trial at a secondary school today (Mon). Trial seems too grand a name for it as it basically involved me shadowing another teaching assistant and avoiding doing anything that would put them off me. My biggest concern was what I should wear for such an occasion. In the past when I’ve started a new job in a school, I’ve gone for the smart casual look, only to soon realise that jeans and trainers would have been more than fine. So it did cross my mind to go straight in with the jeans and trainers combo but in the end I bottled it and went for trousers, shirt and shoes. It was just as well as the TAs there were the smartest dressed TAs I’ve so far come across. It was one of the rare occasions that I can say I actually made the right decision. I must have done something right as I will be starting there in Sept, until Dec, which is probably longer than The Littlest Hobo would have stuck around, but then again I don’t remember Hobo having to pay any bills.
The other grown up thing I did, was to babysit on my own. All the previous times I’ve ever done any babysitting, ‘Her With One Permanent Job’ has been present and I’ve always assumed it was her presence that assured the respective parents that it was a good idea. But on Sat, my brother (and his girlfriend) was after a babysitter, but ‘HWOPJ’ couldn’t make it so that left just me. I did mention this to my brother so there was no confusion and he was still up for me to do it, which did make wonder if they see me as sensible adult or they were desperate.
Anyway it all went well, although at one point he did wake up and call out for his mum, so I had to go to him, putting on my comforting voice and assuring him his mum would be back soon at that he should go back to sleep, which he promptly did. After that I thought maybe I have the knack with him. The next day I got a txt off his mum, saying when he woke he thought I was his dad. So maybe I’ve not got the knack after all.
It hasn’t been all sensible Julian this week, for example whilst doing my lunch time playground duties at school, the sponge football ricocheted into my path, albeit on my weaker left foot, but I couldn’t resist showing the children how it should be done by smashing it into the net. Cue the ball sailing high and wide over the fence which is locked at lunchtime. At this point, I did what any adult would do in such circumstances, I ran off, chased by 10 bemused, annoyed and slightly amused 6 and 7 year olds.
And Finally… I’d like to end on some business news and last week whilst watching the news I learnt that Justin Timberlake had just bought a stake in MySpace. There are rumours that his next investment will be Betamax videos.
Til next week, stay safe!