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Post by petite joueuse on Nov 14, 2006 18:05:13 GMT
Just wondered if there's any easy way of getting to Friday without having to live through the next two days.
Reason? OFSTED (stomach starts churning again).
YUK! Feel sick!
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Post by YetAnotherKlavierist on Nov 14, 2006 18:37:52 GMT
Gin? At least you won't remember the next two days . Might not go down too well with OFSTED, so you best buy some for the inspectors too .
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Post by petite joueuse on Nov 14, 2006 19:18:27 GMT
Thanks, YAP.
Hey, what's with the evil-eye cat?
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Post by anacrusis on Nov 14, 2006 22:22:03 GMT
conjunctivitis. YAP, you need to take it to the vet. Time travel? I do it by being spaced....no, not chemically, but sleep deprivation does it, no problems. Got to the end of the Bach piece I'm playing with my husband this evening, thought, "damn, it's the end already, and I enjoy this one, too!" and had no idea how I'd got there...
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Post by AnotherPianist on Nov 15, 2006 14:38:58 GMT
conjunctivitis. YAP, you need to take it to the vet. ;D I thought you were suggesting conjunctivitis as a method of time travel then . Unfortunately I don't have any amazing time travel methods, it seems it's easy to make time go slowly; but not to go quickly . You have my sympathy though, I've witnessed teachers experiencing OFSTED and seen how unpleasant it is. At least with the short notice one can't worry about it too far in advance, even if it does limit preparation time.
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Post by Steve Hopwood on Nov 15, 2006 16:01:11 GMT
What about buying a kaftan dress and putting flowers in your hair. Focus your gaze at a point a few inches above everybody's heads, shut down your brain completely, adopt an ethereal smile and wander round the building saying, "You man. Peace" to all and sundry. The head will assume you have suffered a breakdown and send you home; after all, the cause of said breakdown will be obvious. You might even be able to sue Ofsted for mental cruelty. Ye Gods, Firefox even has the word Ofsted in its British English spelling dictionary. What is the world coming to.
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Post by petite joueuse on Nov 16, 2006 22:43:07 GMT
Phew! Its over! I survived and managed to pull out all the right stops in the right places! The inspector was well-impressed, and my pupils were TOTALLY behind me, which was really nice. Also, I conducted the school choir and everybody was so appreciative (and asked me if I'd studied conducting at Uni - what a laugh! I haven't a clue what I'm doing - if it works, I do it, if it doesn't, I give it up!!).
Thanks for all the suggestions - glad I didn't have to resort to the kaftan, Steve - my headmaster hugged me on 2 occasions (!) and we might have got tangled up.....perish the thought!
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Post by Steve Hopwood on Nov 16, 2006 23:22:17 GMT
Well survived that lady. We are proud of you. Hugged twice by the headmaster. Is this the same head who will sack you if you hug a child? Miaow.
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Post by petite joueuse on Nov 17, 2006 8:50:37 GMT
Hugged twice by the headmaster. Is this the same head who will sack you if you hug a child? No, in all fairness, the hugging Head is the new Head who is in the business of turning round the disaster that the previous Head had left behind him (of course, previous Head, having destroyed a perfectly good school, is now......an OFSTED inspector!!) Part of me feels that my "success" this week is not worth celebrating - the judgements of lessons seems so arbitrary and unpredictable. Best moment, though, was when the Big Chief Inpsector AND the hugging Head both watched me (Head observing inspector observing me). It was a bit of a test of the Head as well - he had to reach the same conclusion about my teaching as the inspector - if he was over-generous or under-generous that would have called into question his self-evaluation of the whole school......but the decision was a unanimous *ahem* outstanding in all areas! Wow! Now I've got some bargaining power. And then at lunchtime the Head of music and the Head of languages came to loggerheads arguing over who would have me in their department next year! Oh it IS nice to be wanted!
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Post by Steve Hopwood on Nov 17, 2006 9:27:35 GMT
Fantastic. How big a pay rise can you negotiate? ;D ;D ;D
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Post by YetAnotherKlavierist on Nov 17, 2006 11:55:07 GMT
I'd say you could bargain for some recruitment and retention points at least .
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Post by petite joueuse on Nov 17, 2006 13:32:13 GMT
Oh, YAP - you may have hit the nail on the head, there! (And you've got all the right buzz words!). I'm off work today (yeah - a mere part-timer!!) and then I've all weekend to devise my plan of action! Watch this space!!
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Post by anacrusis on Nov 17, 2006 14:51:56 GMT
Wahay, well done, PJ.
Now you can tell em all to Sted Off.
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Post by AnotherPianist on Nov 19, 2006 18:37:20 GMT
Oh, YAP - you may have hit the nail on the head, there! (And you've got all the right buzz words!). He'd have to get it right: YAP son of teacher(s) . Well done for coming through intact, and with a good report . Happy bargaining .
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Post by YetAnotherKlavierist on Nov 21, 2006 17:24:51 GMT
conjunctivitis. YAP, you need to take it to the vet. Okay, the kitten's been to the vet; and I had it resprayed too whilst I was there. They did a good job - a coat of primer, then a black and white finish .
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