On Blabbering Away

So today I was sitting in my classroom, plowing through piles and piles of work, thinking that the only thing that would make it all worthwhile was the fact that in a few short days I'd be two classes lighter, when the department head came into my room, and perched herself on a table beside my desk. I knew something was coming.

She started off by asking me if I was doing alright, to which I replied in the positive. She inquired about the progress I'd been making in the job search, and I had little to report (because there is no movement on that front, at the moment. That's a whole other issue, but I'd rather avoid it). All the nicey-nicey was making me wonder what was going on, and my suspicions were confirmed when she informed me of the changes to come, once the year 11s left.

Apparently I am to take on 3 lessons a week from one of my colleagues; Year 7s, to be specific, which I don't teach at the moment. It didn't stop there though. I also had to pick up another year 7 lesson. That makes 4 new lessons a week. Admittedly, that means that I'm still 4 lessons lighter than I would have been with my two groups of 11s. However, I am slightly annoyed that because I am 'not staying next year' I am taking on other people's workloads so they can have MY free time to prep. I'm not entirely sure how that is fair. Not only do they swindle me of the chance to apply for the job, they also pile me with more work. Are you kidding me?

The worst thing is, I will do the extra work, because I want the experience. I want it, but I also don't. I don't really like being dumped on. It's not fair. I will likely get very little recognition for whatever work I do, as well.

I hope they don't expect me to plan all the lessons though. If I am taking over someone else's classes - classes I know nothing about - I don't want to do the legwork. I don't want to do the marking. That should be the actual teachers work, not mine. We'll see what I get roped into though.

Anyways.

My Mum told me I should blog more about the positive experiences I'm having here, but I really do find it hard to find good things to blog about. I feel, a lot of the time, that most of my time here is spent working too hard and putting up with shit treatment by people in my personal life. Its really frustrating.

I want to be able to meet and make friends that are going to contribute positively to my life. I am hoping that in the next few weeks that will happen. I am putting the wheels in motion. I have my fingers crossed. I also must admit I have a good feeling about things...kind of like things are already clicking, at the early stages.

I'll start writing positive blogs when positive things start happening. This weekend has many possibilities.

Ta.