Tuesday, 10 December 2013
My year six students graduated from Primary School school today. The graduation ceremony was beautiful with heartfelt speeches from the senior school teachers (myself included) and the pure singing voices of our students was heart string pulling.
Each student received a certificate and a gift bag. Students who won special awards received certificates, cups and prizes. Many parents attended and as their child received their certificate or award they would come up and adorn their child with a Ula (lolly lei). The child's teacher and our principal were also adorned with leis.
I am so honoured to have received leis from the parents of my students as it is a mark of appreciation among other things.
My leis will end up being long gone (eaten!) but the gesture will always remain as will the memories of my students.
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Posted by The Rose Room at 21:07
Tuesday, 3 December 2013
I love hydrangeas almost as much as I love roses. Almost. When we came to this new, insulated home the hydrangea bush was just a pile of sticks up against the house. Overnight it seems to have grown lush green leaves and big blouse-y flowers. They remind me of vintage floral hats.
Seeing them motivated me to clear the school crap off the dining table. The university crap has been replaced by school crap. I polished the table and centered my freshly cut hydrangeas on it.
Domestic bliss - briefly :-)
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Posted by The Rose Room at 20:42
Sunday, 1 December 2013
The Princess sometimes comes to my school in the weekends or during school holidays to 'help'. The last time she 'helped' involved making a large 'her' with my maths counting beans.
Followed by a message for me,
She's very good at maths!
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Posted by The Rose Room at 10:49
Tuesday, 19 November 2013
One of the things I absolutely love about being a teacher is doing cool art projects with the kids.
We have been working on some art based on our reptile topic. I found camouflage art on Pinterest so we did it in class. I love the results, you need to look really closely at some of them to see the reptile in the artwork.
I could teach art all day long!
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Posted by The Rose Room at 21:41
Sunday, 17 November 2013
|Late rose from the castle, picked the week we left.|
While missing in action we moved from the castle at the end of July. Our family dynamics had changed with the Cowboy moving in and his son coming to live in weekends and holidays. We had the Cowboy's son living in the former sun-room/playroom which was lovely over summer until the rain came and it leaked. It leaked a lot and in a lot of places. Our landlord did a dodgy repair and it still leaked. We moved the Cowboy's son into the craft-room/sun-room, along came a big rain storm and that leaked too!
During all of this we moved into winter and the castle became unbearable. Coming home from work/school to an inside temperature of 10 degrees Celsius became too much. The castle being the wonderful historic airy space that it was could not be heated much more than that. My poor old bones couldn't cope with it. We would take to our beds with bed-heaters on (electric blankets).
The final straw was a new landlord who had serious hoarding issues and used the castle grounds as storage for his many "I might need it one day" items. It was annoying to have to walk out to the road and up the hill and back through a gate that only partially opened (because of his stuff) to collect mail. It was not nice when he moved into the basement below us and undertook renovation projects anytime of day or night. And, we won't go into his toilet ablutions or the fact he drew off our power without telling us.
So anyway, we went online and we found a place and took a weekend drive to view and we got it. It's the polar opposite of the castle, its 10 years old, not 110 years old. It has this going for it:
Insulation - no thermals needed
Dishwasher - goes without saying
Fully fitted kitchen - bench room is surreal, when I DO cook I still tend to huddle in a tiny part of the bench, its what I have been used to.
Insulation - did I mention this?
Drive in garage - press a button, drive in, empty the car, walk into the house, press a button, shut the garage door. For a teacher with arm loads of books each night it is seriously cool.
Insulation - did I mention this?
Indoor outdoor flow- doors off dining and living room go to outdoor area.
Laundry - still a novelty, open the lid, pop the clothes in, press a button. No more spinning the machine around over the bath, hanging the outlet hose over the bath and connecting the intake hose to the toilet system to feed the washing machine ( I kid you not!).
En-suite - in my semi old age I sometimes need to get up in the night. NO more braving Antarctic like conditions, a short stumbling step and I am there.
Insulation - did I mention this.
Clothes Line- does not hang over the motorway therefore clean drying laundry not tainted with carbon dioxide. Our whites are white, I like!
Quiet - the constant roar of traffic on the busiest road in New Zealand passing your living room/bedroom 24/7 has been replaced by birds tweeting - imagine!
Insulation - did I mention that?
|above the kitchen sink, cos that's how we roll!|
|My Granny's piano. Belongs to my nephews but I look after it. Currently in the dining room.|
|A corner of the living room. Collectibles in the form of books, wooden dice, candles, Buddha, Russian doll, red theme.|
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Apologies for the quality of my photos, not the best in the word, but you can't post without visuals, can you?
Posted by The Rose Room at 20:57
Saturday, 16 November 2013
|This is my classroom before I 'Rachael-d' it. It's quite different now.|
That's where I have been - Missing in Action.
Way back in May I secured my very first teaching position. Since then I have pretty much been in survival mode, treading water,.
I teach a year 5 and 6 class (9, 10 & 11 year olds).
It's pretty cool to have your own classroom to decorate, it's kind of like an extension of decorating a house if you are into that sort of thing, which I am.
However the reality is that as a new teacher once you are in the swing of a term of teaching all decorating goes out the window.
The mode of the day is survival...
Survival does not include decorating your classroom.
Survival does include planning weeks of teaching and learning that follows a curriculum and is geared towards your students achievement results at a level that is measured nationally.
Survival does include managing the behavior of your class so that they can work towards those national results.
Survival is not catching every bug that travels the universe and your classroom within a term.
Survival is trying to balance work and personal life and deciding to postpone that till another day.
Survival is resisting the temptation to have a glass of wine every night and 75% of the time (could be higher) failing dismally.
Survival is giving up on having a house where every room is clean - at the same time.
Survival is looking at the pictures in your recipe books and cooking poached eggs on toast - again.
Survival is removing the chipped polish off your toes, 3 months ago, and never getting around to repainting them.
Survival is spasmodic texts to family and friends and single sentence (sometimes a single word) emails.
Survival is saving your social life for the school holidays and still not having a social life because you are either comatose from exhaustion (not wine), sick from being run down, doing a make up of being a bad partner/mother for the last 9 weeks and trying to cram quality time into a two week period while still whipping into school to re-do wall displays, plan something, print something, find something and so it goes on.
Survival is forgetting all of the above because a student has moved forward to the next level in their learning.
Survival is knowing you chose the right profession because of the thrill you get when a student does move forward in their learning.
I do love being a teacher!
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p.s. thanks to my friend Andi who motivated me to blog again "Rachi, I do miss your blog!" xo
Posted by The Rose Room at 22:28