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Date: 30 September 2004 16:10:26
I'm not going to complain, no I'm not going to complain. I'm going to grin and bear my Christain duty patiently as I should.
Oh bother it, I'm going to complain. The housegroup needed a video player. Not my housegroup, I hasten to add, nor yet my father's any more - just a random housegroup that he used to go to. But, hearing their plea, I unplug our spare video player (the one which became obsolete when we persuaded Dad to get a new TV with built in video and which is sitting in a corner of my bedroom attached to my tiny black and white tv for when it all becomes too much and I have to wallow in a bit of Pride and Prejudice). I have to take the thing round to the house of the group leader and fit it to her telly.
I tell her she can keep it, seeing as I rarely use it and it might be of more use to her. No, she doesn't want to. When the course is over, I get countless phone calls asking me when I intend to go round and retrieve it. Life is a bit busy at the time and I am in no hurry for it, so I leave it sitting there a month. None of the people at the housegroup think to unplug the thing and bring it home, of course. Oh no, I have to go and fetch it because it's cluttering up the lounge.
I go and get it. Well, to be precise, Dad goes and gets it because he's fed up of them going on at him about me going round. SO he collects it on his scooter.
Now, of course, you've guessed it. They want to borrow it again. Not that they're prepared to come and collect it, of course. Dad dropped the news on me this morning - they want it this evening, so would I run it up there and tune it in for them before teatime. Pah! I'm supposed to be packing for our weekend away, and popping into town to see whether I can buy myself a very cheap new top to wear for the .. well, whatever this event is that people aren't talking about. But no, instead I have to go out and fix video players.
That's the last time I try to be helpful! ;)
Life at school is getting a bit ridiculous in my madhouse class. We now have four children seriously vying for negative attention. C refused point-blank to do any work today because she'd seen J be taken into another room to work (because he was being an utter distraction and was trying to be sent out of the lesson - and I was determined to keep him in the caravan by hook or by crook) and she reckoned it wasn't fair that he was getting attention and she wasn't. I spent my whole lesson telling children to turn round, stop talking, stop fiddling, actually do some work.... and all this while fighting back the inclination to send J out once and for all. Bless their little cotton socks. And three children had a paddy because I had the audacity to expect them to bring their homework in after them having three homework detentions to do it in (seeing as they refused to do it at home). "But that's not fair, miss. I told you, I can't be expected to do it if I have lost the original sheet and the three subsequent copies you gave me. You can't give me an after-school detention for that!"
Now, shall I go and plug that video in? And what on earth am I going to wear on Saturday night that doesn't look a) like a tent or b) like a straitjacket? And why on earth am I not losing any weight, despite exercising and dieting and being really good?
I give in. Where are the chips?