School and Soccer

Well, a few more days in classes has passed now. I'll tell you, I'm not sure about some of the classes. I have some real little shits. In my friend's class, one student gave another one a black eye. Glad I didn't have that class. Yikes. At least I haven't been told to "fuck off" yet, though it is a popular theme among other teachers. I have had students walk in and out of my lessons, both of my class or not. I have had students absolutely refuse to do anything at all, some who swear and push and kick no matter what you say. It's really great. Fortunately, most of my classes are actually ok. I'm not saying good, but they're ok. My year 10 class is a nightmare, one girl can't get over the fact that another girl may or may not be a lesbian. All she does is insult people left and right, and when I sat down and had a talk with her, I don't think she even realized that she was being rude at all. It was just 'normal' behaviour to her. My year 11 class are quite lovely, in contrast. I had them last today and I can get 3 times as much stuff done with them as any other class, and that level is supposed to be the worst! So thank god, I guess I don't have any of the bad ones in that grade.

I am really quite excited for the school play. The auditions are next Monday. I have had quite a few people come up and sign up for them, and more who came and asked to help out back stage. Many of whom aren't even in drama. I guess it didn't fit into their timetables, but they still wanted to be a part of it.

Tonight I have a soccer practice. I am a bit nervous because after describing my skills over the phone to the coach, he said I am probably not up to par with his team, but that I should come out anyway so that he can see my skill level in person. Then he can suggest another coach to call if I actually am accurately depicting my skills. I am so nervous of making a fool out of myself. I'll let you know how it goes.