…or the story on how time flies when (a million things happen at once) you’re having fun.
Because I am having fun. Honestly. Even when it’s hard. Even though I’ve had to scale down in my personal life just to survive the wear and tear of this term. There just isn’t much brain power left when you’re part-time parent to 25 six-year-olds. To those who don’t know it I’m a primary school teacher in my second year of teaching.
I want to share the story of one chaotic afternoon from a few weeks ago. All kids’ names have been changed.