A day in the life of a Primary School Teacher I

7.00.am Due to the cold weather and fog, I had trouble getting up this morning. My bed is very warm, I am very comfortable! Wake up (last), wash, brush my teeth, decide what to wear (brown trousers, white shirts, pink cardigans), then go downstairs. I opened the post and I'm ready to go to school and toasting during loading. I said a few words before I left home to go to work.

I will arrive at the school at 15:00. I was able to copy and prepare for my 15th graders 3rd and 4th graders students. I registered at 45 o'clock in the morning - Ashley was sick only for Benjamin's vacation. I talked about Victoria Day held yesterday and noticed the difference between now and now (thankfully they said today's teacher is not so strict!). So far kids have started writing for this project. I listened to the story of the reader and read a rough draft. Children must make small pieces at once, otherwise they will forget what they did!

Several children were left to keep reading the diary, but they were still absent at 10.30. After the break, we went to the venue and a firefighter Tim Williams gave us a fire protection lecture. The kids saw a video about what to do in the fire situation - they want to ask questions later

Today there are only short math classes - Oh, the arithmetic time is reduced by half! In any case, we corrected the right angle and right angle according to the step mathematical schemes (3 B and 4 A).

12 pm - Children go out for lunch. I stayed in the work to reduce my work tonight. I went to the main building for lunch with other staff - this is our only chance! Please come back to the class at 1 PM and register again

The children continue to write down the diary for the day until lunch break. In the meantime, I spelled a pretest with my children. Next is art. The children painted their own images and painted it in pastel colors. Let's prevent men from being fascinated! These will be displayed in the corridor of the school

After school, our staff meeting is held once a week. We discuss the harvest festival, the date of the diary, and the problems that occur. ____ If you participate in the Abermule course, I will report tomorrow. I am working with her. I organized a classroom and arrived home at 15 o'clock.

While eating tea with mom and dad - eat chicken curry, rice, na 's bread. Let Amy and her mother go to Gina to participate in the body shop party. After a cup of wine and some purchase, I arrived home at 9 PM. I fell asleep because I was broken. Kevin is a football player, so I did not see you tonight (I talked over the phone first). I will sleep like a log until the next morning - today is in my class!

This is a few days after the end of our training. I am sitting at the desk, I ask myself, There is no god, my family, education and the most important good teacher how my life will be reality. I was a result of the public primary education system in the 1980s. My primary education is an elementary school at WTC, my JS 1 is in Enugu of the City Girl Middle School that no longer exists, my parents give me a private high school (high school) to continue my secondary education It was. I remember that my public elementary school teacher took me home to see my mother's academic record. Then our teacher cares, I remember my teacher talking about training and training university. The university is effective, and some teachers are deliverables of the colonial pre-education system.

My first impression of school was the first day of elementary school. This is my first day without toys and beautiful style dresses. Elementary school is far beyond my small nursery. It was a wonderful day. I pretended to be a good girl and carefully sat down in my seat. Teacher, please ask a kind lady. I saw a small table and a small chair. Suddenly, girls in Snow White 's clothes were pushed into the classroom by grandparents, shouting loudly, making the classroom' s serious feeling fun. The teacher gave us a card of our name, and we gave us some price tags. I thought, "It's like our cliche." Then the teacher took us and went to see the school. The new place and the feeling of a new life are most valuable. We went to the class in the afternoon; the textbook is new, unlike the old fairy tale book on the cresche shelf. With a smile and laughter, we left school