The weekend has gone by so fast....
I wanted to do so many things but in the end only managed to mark half of what I wanted to
I went to my mum's place after a month and only because I forced myself to make the time
I just wanted to stay in and mark - geesh what a life
And I came up with two lists

Why I hate school
- the marking - when you have to mark work where the student doesn't put in effort and does it in ten minutes - then you spend 30 minutes correcting all the mistakes - you give it back and the next piece of work comes back with the same mistakes
- the students - students who have such venomous hate for you and you don't understand why, the ones who are so nice to you in front of you and once your back is turned, start complaining about you
- the hours - when you leave the house it is dark and when you reach home it is dark - you don't have time to look at the sky and breathe
- there is no time to do anything else - like watch a movie, catch up with friends, etc
Why I like school
- the marking - when you come across students who make the effort to improve and learn from the mistakes , am so proud when I see them learning
- the students - the ones who look out for you and give you a warm smile when they see you
- the friends who comfort you and give you new strength when you are down
- the sense of achievement that comes when a performance you have co-ordinated comes together
Is the glass half empty or half full?