I went along to my first GCSE English class yesterday. I'll be teaching the rabble that sat before me by about late oct, so not long really. :S
They are going to be doing 'Under Milk Wood' which has made me very happy.
I can't believe how much I was itching when I was sat 'observing' the class. I felt such an urge to say something. Help the ones having difficulties. I never realised it would feel like that. I felt like a teacher. It was strange how I seemed to change the way I was acting just because I'm going to be on the other side of the desk.
I can't wait to get my teeth stuck in.
The problem is, this has really excited me. So much so that Saiaburys seems so mundain in contrast. It just reinforces that it is most definately not where I want to be.
But the way things are at the moment I should be greatful I have a job. Is it so bad that I'm not?