Miss?
Yes?
I don’t think I can do any work today.
Oh.  Why’s that then?
Because of last night.
What happened last night?
You know!
I do?
Yes, it was really sad, we’re all really upset.
Oh?
You knoooow *squealing in frustration*.
Oh.  Don’t worry about it.  I’m sure we’ll beat Switzerland and Croatia. It’s only football.


And that was the first I’d heard from anybody, staff or pupil, regarding the England v. France Euro 2004 match.  And this was at about 3pm in the last lesson of the day.  Bonkers.  It truly is bonkers. 


The diversity of my job[s] is such fun.  In just one day I was able to … 



  • colour in a picture of Little Miss Naughty
  • measure my temperature on the school field
  • chat to a naughty Year 10 pupil about his family [I’m far too curious for my own good.  Sorry, I mean nosy] when we should have been reading Of Mice & Men, but he was too upset at the teacher for that
  • praise heaps of kids
  • raise my voice to tell a handful off at various points
  • discuss bad/good teachers with my Year 10 RE class when they should have been writing essays on euthanasia
  • laugh at one kid who is now wearing his tie constantly even though they’ve been told they don’t have to [gosh, it must be hot over here for laxity of the uniform code].  And yes, you guessed.  Indeed he is a pupil that would refuse to wear his tie when he’s supposed to.  Bless him.

And tomorrow I’m going on a trip to the seaside with the Year 8s and the Geography department.  Ooh, let’s hope that they bring money to buy me ice-creams.  Not that I’m particularly good with ice-cream.  I tend to spill it down my nice clean t-shirts. 


Ach, I have no shoes to wear.


I read this …


“You know what the greatest tragedy is in the whole world?” said Ginger, not paying him the least attention.  “It’s all the people who never find out what it is they really want to do or what it is they’re really good at.  It’s all the sons who become blacksmiths because their fathers were blacksmiths.  It’s all the people who could be really fantastic flute players who grow old and die without ever seeing a musical instrument, so they become bad ploughmen instead.  It’s all the people with talents who never even find out.  Maybe they are never even born in a time when it’s possible to find out” [Moving Pictures, Terry Pratchett]


… and it made me sad.  Because I’m so dopey.  I see people everyday who will probably never realise their potential.  They start secondary school at the age of eleven and often you can already tell which ones will be the druggies, the teenage mums, the criminals.  We’re lucky enough to live in developed and technological countries and there should be lots of potential for everybody, but there isn’t. 


And then it made me think about all the things I’ve missed out on.  Where could my potential have lain?  I went to ballet when I was four.  But when I was five I gave it up because I cried and was scared of all the Big Girls.  Perhaps if mumsy had persevered I’d be a world famous dancer now.  I went to table-tennis club too at a very young age.  And then I gave that up.  I even gave up playing the recorder.  I give up too easily.  I still do it now.  I had to give up swimming because of The Father.  He moved away.  Bugger.


But maybe I should just be happy.  I haven’t really missed out on anything.  And if I haven’t discovered something that I’m exceptionally good at then it’s no biggie because I don’t know about it.  And there’s plenty of things that I am good at.  I can type, read, dream, listen, communicate effectively [most of the time], laugh, sob, get all smoochie, gaze adoringly at my diamond …


Ah, life is bliss …


please God bless the trolls on top of my wardrobe lest they be lonely now xxx Elsabeth

6 comments

  1. Most of my school reports said something along the lines of: “Has the potential to achieve a lot”, but I never quite actually achieved that lot.  Since then I’ve come to regard Potential as being quite an annoying thing.

  2. hmmm…was not aware that last night was a big football game…we had our basketball championship game too…the outcome was very favorable for me…;) 
    i think you’re what you were meant to be and where you are supposed to be in life.  you’ve got the great job, you’ve got a puuuuuuuurty diamond on your finger, and you entertain me!  lol.  you’re just fine, my dear…=) 

  3. lol well as long as you entertain kurry25 I think you’re all set! I often wonder what might have been. “What if so-and-so?” Well, as my mom and grandmother have always said, “If frogs had wings they wouldn’t bump their tails on the ground.”Which, come to think of it, is not an answer to anything.Wait, you get to color all day??? I want a piece of that action!

  4. yup … I’m exactly the same … about ballet too! … perhaps you’re just meant to try these things out … I dunno … I’m just happy I’m doing ok.
    As for those who aren’t realising their full potential … I see it too … one of the joys of teaching eh?

  5. that is sad.  i know so many people like that, mostly family members (b/c i come from poor brown trash)  i guess maybe if people never know their gifts, they can never be disappointed?  still, there has to be a general feeling of ‘something is missing here’.  :(
    change of subject:  diamonds are pretty!  i’m imagining a big fat one on a platinum setting w/my name on it, right now…  :D 

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