It started to snow again today. I generally love the snow, but since this winter has been so bitterly cold, i've kind of got bored of it. When I was younger, the mere mention of snow was enough to get me bouncing off the wall, but now i just don't have the energy.
Ahhh i hear you think, you have the energy to start up a blog, but not enough to get excited about snow? wise up you fool.
I should present myself: I'm La Garce, a french teaching assistant in a small private school in the middle of wales. I'm half french and half english, born in the south of england, and raised in the north of france, where my mother grew up. which makes me, I guess, a franglaise. Or a frenglish girl, depending on the way you see it. I have a degree in english litterature, that I got at a french university.
I love my sisters, bright colours, soft fabrics, dirty jokes, good books, red shoes and shiney things. which will give you the impression that i'm an average young woman. which would be true: how many girls don't like those things?
I've applied for a pgce next year, and waiting to get a reply from the university that i applied to. I enjoy teaching, but it does have its ups and downs. it can be rewarding, but the lil buggers dont half piss you off sometimes. My mother's a teacher, so psychologists would think that I'm aiming to be like her to get her approval, but i think that i should stick to what i'm good at: english and french.
I have just moved back to england, and some things really do annoy me.I don't get the special treatment that a fully french asssistant would get, mainly on the basis that i don't have a french accent people assume that i know more than i actually do. Don't be fooled people! i can actually be quite dim sometimes.
I had to show this today, to one of my 12 year old students, who asked me why there was a mountain rescue car parked opposite the school. I ended up making up a story about how the woman who lived there was so fat, that one of her children had got lost in her spare tyres and she needed help to fish him out. I remineded me of when i was that age, and i thought that teachers knew everything, they were like walking encyclopedias, pure dictionarys of knowledge. Yet now i'm on the other side of the fence, I realise how little i know.
Still, i have plenty of time to learn.
