My first day back at work today
I could have stayed away
A little more,
But, I might have been missed
And I couldn’t insist
On marking students absent
If they were there and I was not.
So I packed a clean mug
And some prescription drugs
To see me through the day.
Before you know it –
It’s like I’ve never been away1
I’ve done it –
I’ve started a new term
To teach and to learn,
But we’re three staff down
So I’ve been running around –
Now all I have to do
Is beat the queue
Out of the car park tonight
And take delight
‘Cos I’ve earned my G n’ T –
Don’t be beastly to me:
Copyright words2Go Jan 2016
I’m dressed as a sheep today.
A white, wooly fleece,
For Comic Relief!
A bit of fun for my class,
An urge to eat grass
Came over me and I just knew
That a sheep I must be,
Though it is rather twee
To see me in my onesie.
I pray I won’t slip
As I gambol down stairs
And hope everyone feels it was worth it!
Copyright wordz2Go March 2015
The kid passes, the kid did well,
The kid fails, the teacher’s hell,
No matter what the kid must win.
You push and shove,
Dispense tough love,
Encourage and praise,
Forgo a raise,
Work a sixty hour week,
Mark until your sight’s weak,
Go all day without a break,
Chase those who do no work,
No time even for the toilet
Work ’til the car park’s shut,
The ever open staff room door,
The ever open teaching war.
Leave a class to ring a mother,
Then wonder why you bother,
Few are grateful for your effort,
Refuse to see you as an expert,
Clearly you don’t know your job
If their child is such a flop.
The kid passes, the kid did well,
The kid fails, the teacher’s hell.
Copyright wordz2Go Feb 2015
Turkey-stuffed and tinselled out,
The sprouts are gone, the tree is down,
Long awaited break complete.
Sleep-stocked and energised,
Alarm’s revised, it’s time for work,
Holiday is now replete.
Battery-charged and bags primed
Reminds me the break is done,
Going back is bittersweet.
Teaching wreaks a heavy toll,
Whole sleepless nights, the sassy kids,
Sometimes hard to stay upbeat.
Copyright wordz2Go 5 January 2015
Iv’e been tied up in my study
marking websites all day long
Why don’t my students listen
and follow feedback given
To gain the grade they long?
I just can’t understand them,
what are they playing at?
Do they think I wouldn’t notice
That their referral work is bogus?
I’m feeling rather flat.
The thing they just don’t get
is that their time is short,
They only have the year
To get themselves in gear –
The ship has left the port.
Please follow my instructions
if you want to pass,
Then I can have a weekend off
And start to be a bit less cross,
Find the wine and fill my glass.
Copyright wordz2Go 12 January 2014
A gin and tonic’s just the thing on a Friday night
Pour a double over ice, God, what a sight.
Light the fire, have a seat, feet upon the pouff,
Take a first sip, just relax and then sure enough –
The damn phone will ring!
Who can it be? No-one who knows me, surely?
Keeping chitchat short and sweet I hang up the call,
G & T’s my weekly treat and above all; I deserve this alcohol!
I’m not advocating drunkeness just a weekly tipple
Better make the most of it perhaps I’ll have a triple.
Off I trot to the bar collecting on the way
Fur lined slippers, coat and scarf as it’s far away.
It’s worth the trip, I have to say, as I found the lime –
Phones’s set on answer now, my night should be sublime.
From this ditty I hope you’ve learned
On Friday night’s I’d rather stay un-in-formed.
Ring me, if you dare, but I’ve got to come clean
You’ll end up chatting with my answering machine!
Copyright wordz2Go 8 December 2013
My big sis, she takes the rise
Out of girls and boys
She tries to teach but it’s hit and miss
Teaching through the noise.
She needs to seek her inner zen,
Find the wine, put down her pen,
Drink enough to go to sleep,
Then go school to teach again!
Copyright wordz2Go 10 October 2013