Thoughts of an Old Codger September 09

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Rays breaking through the blinds of my room in “The Shady Pines” alerted me to the fact that it must that time of the year again, the annual migration of thousands of bright, bushy-tailed individuals, uniforms and packed lunch boxes glinting in the sun, (swine flu permitting).

A day of contrasting emotions. My mother ecstatic at regaining her freedom and me frantically painting spots on my face in a desperate attempt to avoid the inevitable.

“Of course you have to go back!” she berated me. “You are the head teacher for heavens sake.”

At least in those days I could see my desk on my return, uncluttered by government bumph and the latest LA initiatives along with the latest additions to the ‘Hokey Cokey Curriculum’ Put something in, take something out, shake it out about at great speed and fall over dizzy.

I do keep my finger on the pulse, however, and would like to share with you the latest gems from The DCSF (Department of Curtains and Soft Furniture). As a response to our all embracing culture the government is suggesting that schools have alternatives for teaching every dyslexic and that schools create relevant, educational work every day so basically you are returning this week to be SHAFTED and SCREWED.

Incidentally don’t attempt to ring the swine flu hotline. I tried and all I got was crackling on the line.

Remember: nil carborundum illegitimi - only 35 working days to Half Term. Walk around with a smile on your face and worry the SMT to death.

Cheers

Old Codger