Praying mantis on Iceberg rose

For the first time in as long as I can remember, today I had a 5-period day. 5 periods of teaching.

I woke up this morning with a scratchy throat and very little voice.

I was nervous as to what the day would hold for a voiceless French teacher. Five hours of talking and being motivational.

Would I survive?







Of course I did.

The kids were great and I didn't have to raise my voice once. They all worked hard and I actually loved being in front of them for the whole day. I LOVE teaching and it was great to not have to worry about politics or paperwork. I just did what I do.

Turns out that I just have a wee viral throat infection. She'll be right.

Pretty exhausted now and thinking about going to bed. It's not even 8.30 pm.

Party animal that I am!

Night all.