#startofthejourney

A relationship is like a building. Both of us set Brick for Brick, Building high, Building wide.

Slowly Room for Room. With pictures on the walls, And instruments all over the place.

We've build high and wide, With windows and platforms.

And it seems, That I was standing atop, Imagining the next Rooms, The tower we would build, While you must have looked at the cellar, the basement. Walking through the beams and Stone walls, Someway trapped in a house, you just wanted to leave.

And then you did.

As the wind blew at the top of the platform, I just watched you go through the high grass, leaving a trail that soon disappeared.

Air in my hair, I am now sitting on top of a building so empty, so lifeless.

The ghost of you somehow haunts it still, As the wind rattles on the windows and howls through the empty rooms.

Air in my hair, I am now sitting on top of a building so empty, so lifeless. Looking far, Looking wide.

I don’t think it should be too quick to feel the magic.

Wir warten am Flughafen, da erreicht mich ne SMS: der Flieger verspätet sich um eine Stunde.

Schön, wenn man nur 45 Minuten Umsteigzeit hat und um Mitternacht in Paris ankommt.

Wenn wir den Anschlussflug nicht bekommen sollten - und das scheint doch sehr sehr knapp zu sein - dann fliegt der nächste wohl erst 24 Stunden später als unser eigentlicher... wir telefonieren schon fröhlich, aber kommen zu keinen Infos.

Geiel! Fängt wie immer super an. Und falls wir es noch schaffen sollten, dann sicher das Gepäck mal wieder nicht. 🙈

So finally after months of tears and triumphs I have made it to the night before the last day of term! I would feel a sense of relief but I am a little to tired for that..... but only one more get up so hurrah! 

In terms of this bloq I shall start right back at the beginning of my teaching journey and this strangely enough was my very first experience in a classroom.......

I began my career in schools as a cover supervisor.....or as is often known a Jack of all trades. At the extremely young age of just 21 I was thrown in at the deep end....quite literally, On arriving all bright eyed and bushy tailed to my first day I was promptly handed a printed register and pile of detention slips and shoved into the seclusion area where I was promptly told I would be spending the rest of the day. 

Now having no experience of schools prior to this with the exception of being in one as a student I naively thought it would be a walk in the park.....

Within five minutes of being shoved in that room one child had been sick (not on my thankfully think my ocd would have gone into overdrive), another had managed to launch a dice across the room and with uncanny accuracy akin only to some world class javelin player had managed to hit another in the face. A third child had referred to me as fresh meat to torture and terrorise and a fourth student had ran into the room and performed a rap and song which made the sexy and I know it video seem tame!