Every year there is a first day of school. For a long time last night I dreamed :
a) I fell asleep and could not hear the alarm,
b) that the students, tired of waiting, went away
c) lost all my papers, books, materials prepared for the first lesson, and stay ahead in the classroom with hands in pockets ... and return option b)
d) was wrong now, classroom, and
) that something was preventing me from getting to school,
f) that came this time, yes, I was informed that my class, geography, or mathematics, or physics, all matters for which I had not prepared ...
b) that the students, tired of waiting, went away
c) lost all my papers, books, materials prepared for the first lesson, and stay ahead in the classroom with hands in pockets ... and return option b)
d) was wrong now, classroom, and
) that something was preventing me from getting to school,
f) that came this time, yes, I was informed that my class, geography, or mathematics, or physics, all matters for which I had not prepared ...
Is that better, thanks, but what would be a start of course without the emotion of the first day, when you do not think that you're not going to make it capable of almost anything that you can not, you'd disappear which charity to save someone having to come into this hall blessed ...
The remaining 138 hours will get better, I hope!
A whole life to be seen to be a teacher for so small! Good thing the students do not have the slightest idea ... And we will continue to rest in front of them.
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