A funny thing happened on the way to school....

I don't know what it is or how it happened but I realised this week I want to stay at Cranbourne next year. Don't ask me why, I can't explain it, but suddenly it was like I had this PMT induced nostalgia that made me want to be part of CSC for 2006! Bizarre! After all my rantings and bloggins and now this! It's like some crazy force has taken over my body. I can only attribute it to three things:
1. New office = Fresh start
2. Plans for Learning Centre approach in Year 9 and 10 next year = Wanting to stay
3. Too sad to think of never seeing my original Year 8's (now 9's) again and the promise I made to myself (or decision at least) that I would like to be there until they leave Year 12- If they get there.

I suddenly was less pissed off by the staff, more content with the students and the whole new beachy colour scheme we have going on now just seemed far more appealing than the original burnt orange and mission brown. But is that really enough to make me stay???

I was also preparing an application for another school- an alternative setting for challenged Year 7 and 8 students (sounds like CSC, I know, but it wasn't!) when this relaisation hit me that I just was not ready to leave Cranny! So i have put my name down for a few 2006 projects and don't have to feel guilty about whether or not I will be here to see them through.

I am also relating this to a pattern in teaching. The disillusionment and disatisfaction I felt at the beginning of this year I now realise was part of a pattern that all teachers experience, the only thing was, I hadn't been around long enough to recognise it was a pattern. So with any luck, I will feel the same next year but instead of being worried about my ailing career, I will know it is just a phase, all part of a cyclic pattern. Refreshing and Relieving!

Student update and real dialogue citation:
RJ tells me he wants to work for his Dad as a plasterer when he leaves school at the end of this year- Year 8- but he is 15 so he legally can. So I ask him if he has given his resume to his Dad- to provoke thought if nothing else- He laughs and scoffs 'Nuh!', but I see him trying to work out why I would ask that. He knows that I am going to challenge him about his desire to leave school asap and with only a Year 8 pass. (If he gets that even!)
Update #2, had to make Nutella sandwiches for a kid who has possible diabetes and hasn't washed in 2 weeks and is wearing the same bloodstained shirt for 2 weeks, with the same black t-shirt underneath FOR TWO WEEKS and I have just heard he is an unmedicated ADHD kid with a family pschyologist they call Aunty Ros! All because I begged the welfare team to organise for this kid to shower or bathe at least! Nutella sandwiches for crying out loud! No wonder he flies of the handle in P5! But, the welfare team know best- read sarcasm here. They are usually pretty good, but I am noticing a lack of support from one specified person who is meant to be very clsoely linked to God- so I hope God is watching his behaviour very closely!!

So that was my week! And even Tuesday wasn't so bad. I just don't get it!
Bye for now,
M x