I am sad.
It is the end of term, and I miss school already. I have no energy, admittedly, but I will not be back for quite a while as maternity leave will begin as the new term starts. My tutor group were so keen to leave and so noisy that I felt quite mad with them for not being more thoughtful and reflective at this key point in our journey through high school. I was there when they first visited three years ago and have seen them through all sorts of issues and ups and downs. They are a lovely, caring lot. But they are also 13 years old and incredibly self-absorbed.
I know I should feel happy and excited about summer and some time off and having a baby. Maybe that will kick in later. I’m too sentimental and hormonal now and it was pouring with rain as I left.
On a positive note, a girl in my form who it has been hard to help this year was grateful that I went with her to find her Xplore card which had been thrown into a neighbour’s garden on the way in to school. Her dad has started coming to my church and I want her to understand forgiveness and grace, even though we had to talk about some behavioural things before I was able to help her. I feel that at least I have left things on a good note with her as the school year ends, and maybe she will come and see us and the baby at church when it is born in November.
jam and giraffes 