So I had a bit of a shock moment yesterday. Out of nowhere, I have become a Hot Teacher. I’m used to being a Nice Teacher, or being told I am a Cool Teacher, but Hot??? This is NOT a good thing.
I don’t know, maybe it was the outfit: Nothing short, Nothing cleavage-y; shirt dress, belt, boots, scarf in hair. Other teachers thought I looked nice; I had a whole heap of compliments on my outfit. All good. But then I got comments from my students.
The first was a throwaway line about my boots being made for walking. Yeah, that’s still ok. Then I got told I looked very nice, especially my hair. All of that was a bit weird, but still fine. But it was the LOOKS.
At previous schools, I have had boys with crushes on me. I even had a kid ask repeatedly if I’d marry him (I had to decline). But I have never felt like I was being Checked Out. Yesterday went up several levels from what I'm used to. Yesterday involved leering. Ugh.
There are days when teaching at a boys’ school feels like working in a zoo. On days like yesterday, it feels like a construction site, stopping just short of wolf whistles.
It may be completely unrelated that another student decided to try out a pick up line on me at recess. Apparently heaven is missing an angel. Sigh.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Patron Saint of the Lost
My (extremely expensive prescription) sunglasses have been missing for days. So long that I couldn't remember the last time I'd worn them, only the moment I looked in my glasses case and discovered their absence. This was Friday night, and after a thorough home search I convinced myself they were on my desk at school.
Only they weren't. Nor, once I emailed the staff, had they been seen by anyone at school(although I received about twenty emails reminding me that the principal had found a pair after a meeting. They were not mine, nor anywhere in their league/ price range).
I started to panic. I searched the house again. I searched my car. I rang family I'd visited asking if they'd seen them. And then I despaired.
I remembered how I'd lost my next most expensive item, my i-pod, on the flight back from Sydney. I wondered if, now that I had a full time job, but a tight budget, the universe was taunting me, testing whether I'd break my budget to replace them.
At last came the sad moment that I decided to remove the empty, useless sunglass case from my handbag. In a desperately hopeful gesture, I left the case open, in case my glasses found their way home...
They did. In less than a minute, I spotted them on a shelf, hidden under a toy horse (don't ask). A colleague suggested leaving the glasses-case open was a silent prayer to St Anthony, the patron saint of the lost. I don't know about that; I'm just wondering if I should leave my i-pod box open somewhere and wait for its return...
Only they weren't. Nor, once I emailed the staff, had they been seen by anyone at school(although I received about twenty emails reminding me that the principal had found a pair after a meeting. They were not mine, nor anywhere in their league/ price range).
I started to panic. I searched the house again. I searched my car. I rang family I'd visited asking if they'd seen them. And then I despaired.
I remembered how I'd lost my next most expensive item, my i-pod, on the flight back from Sydney. I wondered if, now that I had a full time job, but a tight budget, the universe was taunting me, testing whether I'd break my budget to replace them.
At last came the sad moment that I decided to remove the empty, useless sunglass case from my handbag. In a desperately hopeful gesture, I left the case open, in case my glasses found their way home...
They did. In less than a minute, I spotted them on a shelf, hidden under a toy horse (don't ask). A colleague suggested leaving the glasses-case open was a silent prayer to St Anthony, the patron saint of the lost. I don't know about that; I'm just wondering if I should leave my i-pod box open somewhere and wait for its return...
Saturday, February 09, 2008
What? Where? Wait!
How does time go so fast? I seem to be doing so much, and yet so little. I both aim for more time to relax, and yet to be doing more new things. I think somehwre wsomething's gotta give, but I sure haven't worked out what it is yet.
Last post I started (although completed today it is dated the date intentioned for publishing!), I was working at Department of Human Services over the xmas break when beyondblue closed down.
I have started my new job teaching, back at Samaritan. Sadly it looks to be the final year of Samaritan, as we've been deemed too small to be viable and are being acquired as a campus of a laregr school. Totally dulls the sheen of a new year. We're coping and trying to keep focussed on the job at hand, but it's made difficult by the threat of teachers and staff moving to other schools, the general uncertainty of what will actually happen, and the constant undercurrent of unhappiness and tension.
This year I am Primary Breadwinner; Nick is studying full time for the next two years at VCA then RMIT which is awesome, but adds a whole new element to the relationship with this shared finance thing. But it's all good, I think, and completely awesome that Nick's at uni! Yay him.
Also Yay Nick for winning us a trip to Sydney last year. We finally enjoyed our prize, three nights at the very lush Taj Blue in Wooloomooloo. Upsides: all the frees; room, flights, limo ride, breakfast, cocktails at the bar; the service; the size of the room (enormous, apartment sized!); the chance to wander around Sydney with no agenda; the opportunity to hang our with Phillip; seeing 'Juno'; the yummy cocktails, which were awesome; a large bath in the room; joining a wine club at the airport. Downsides: the constant rain, which restricted our activites and soaked Nick's shoes through, so he had to buy new ones; not seeing Bon Jovi, even though he was eating at our hotel; me leaving my ipod on the plane. Stupid! But overall a great fun trip and a fantastic chance to relax before jumping into the school year.
Anyway, that reminds me of preparation I have to do. The most INSANE timetable (six days out of ten I have no breaks at all during the day) means I need to be super prepared ove rhte weekends. But hopefully once I get into the swing of it I'll also get back into the habit of blogging. Or not, if the 80 meals blog is any indication... we'll see.
Last post I started (although completed today it is dated the date intentioned for publishing!), I was working at Department of Human Services over the xmas break when beyondblue closed down.
I have started my new job teaching, back at Samaritan. Sadly it looks to be the final year of Samaritan, as we've been deemed too small to be viable and are being acquired as a campus of a laregr school. Totally dulls the sheen of a new year. We're coping and trying to keep focussed on the job at hand, but it's made difficult by the threat of teachers and staff moving to other schools, the general uncertainty of what will actually happen, and the constant undercurrent of unhappiness and tension.
This year I am Primary Breadwinner; Nick is studying full time for the next two years at VCA then RMIT which is awesome, but adds a whole new element to the relationship with this shared finance thing. But it's all good, I think, and completely awesome that Nick's at uni! Yay him.
Also Yay Nick for winning us a trip to Sydney last year. We finally enjoyed our prize, three nights at the very lush Taj Blue in Wooloomooloo. Upsides: all the frees; room, flights, limo ride, breakfast, cocktails at the bar; the service; the size of the room (enormous, apartment sized!); the chance to wander around Sydney with no agenda; the opportunity to hang our with Phillip; seeing 'Juno'; the yummy cocktails, which were awesome; a large bath in the room; joining a wine club at the airport. Downsides: the constant rain, which restricted our activites and soaked Nick's shoes through, so he had to buy new ones; not seeing Bon Jovi, even though he was eating at our hotel; me leaving my ipod on the plane. Stupid! But overall a great fun trip and a fantastic chance to relax before jumping into the school year.
Anyway, that reminds me of preparation I have to do. The most INSANE timetable (six days out of ten I have no breaks at all during the day) means I need to be super prepared ove rhte weekends. But hopefully once I get into the swing of it I'll also get back into the habit of blogging. Or not, if the 80 meals blog is any indication... we'll see.
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