10. Being Asked To Take A Class At The Last Minute
There you are. Another day done. Sat in the empty staff-room with a coffee (in your own, ironic, Keep Calm and Carry On mug) when Trudy, the constantly angry office manager storms in. Mr Weary has gone home sick. You have to take his 2.30pm class. Now!. This is it. This is your moment. You thought the other moment was your moment but it turns out this is your moment. You stand, Superman-esque, and stride to the classroom. You will teach them to within an inch of their lives. The group work will be outstanding. The Q&As will be on par with Question Time. This is... You open the door to find Barry, Gary and Carrie sat alone. The others all did a bunk when they heard Mr Weary was sick. Great. An hour with the three students who hate you the most. Maybe, though, just maybe, this could be the making of your relationships with them. Youll end up being their favourite teacher and theyll cite you in awards speeches in twenty years time. We havent got our books. Or any paper. Or a pen. Or a brain you three complete clowns. I hope you fail in life.