Category: secondary

Books, books, books…

I have always been an avid reader. I have always loved the moment you really find yourself immersed in a fictional world, no matter what form that world takes. I blogged (rather extensively) about my love for Harry Potter earlier this week (which you can find here ICYMI…), however my love of fiction stems from much earlier than that. Over the years, I…

Goodbye my Friend

Today, two days before the end of term, we had our school Staff Farewells. For the first time, I experienced these goodbyes personally, as two good friends from the department are moving on to pastures new. It’s that funny side-effect of teaching that they don’t teach you on your training; you develop emotional attachments to things which are hard to…

Kindness

Twas 2 weeks before summer, and all through the schools, every teacher was sighing at children breaking the rules. As the end of term approaches, every teacher in the town is eagerly awaiting the commencement of the long summer holiday. With that, I’m afraid to say, comes exhaustion, boredom and a short temper. My end of term resolution is to enjoy…

Storytelling

Today, I may or may not have accidentally displayed my competitive side to the kids at school. While they were typing up their coursework drafts, I was asked by one of them whether I would like to take part in a psychology project. Naturally, I immediately said yes. Without asking what it involved… Fortunately, it was nothing too sinister! The…

Experiences

It’s the oldest piece of advice in the book. Write what you know. Your reader feels the passion and emotion you feel, when you write what you know. I was reminded by a friend today, of one of the most powerful pieces of writing (and performances for that matter) that I have ever seen. I remember being blown away by…

Haiku

I love a haiku. Simple, but elegant. Traditionally, the haiku should centre around the theme of nature, however I love using the haiku form to tell the love story that dwells in my brain. It is like fitting a lifetime of hidden glances, heartbeats and sweaty palms into 3 lines. Twisting in cold air; Breath mingles in the nighttime And then stops.…

Magnetic Poetry

 I confess that I cannot resist the gift section in Waterstones. I love the novelty, the unpredictability and the variety of things on offer. There’s something magical about buying something, because you want it, not because you need it. Today, I popped into Waterstones and laid claim to a Magnetic Poetry set – magnets and poetry; what’s not to like?! It’s probably my…

Dear Someone – 4/7/15

Day 1 – A letter to yourself as a child Dear little one, You won’t appreciate your life until you are verging on twenty-five. Even then, you will still have no idea just how lucky you are. You won’t appreciate how easy it is to play, how unnecessary it is to worry and how much time you have to smile.…