This may not work. But as a stress-busting technique, I have decided to compose a song a day (read: when I have time) to capture the feelings and events of Teaching Practice.
6am, waking up in the morning
It’s not even dawn yet, not even fucking dawn yet
I would like to eat but I have morning nausea
So I take my pills and try not to chunder
Drivin’ out and fast, everybody’s rushin’
Try not to hit a donkey
Watch out for the cow, I see a gooooat (a goaaat!)
Chillin’ in the staff room
Stressing in the copy room
Gotta make my mind up
Who will crap on me neeeext?
Panic attacks daily
Ms G is looking forward to retirement, expirement
How did I end up with this?
I should have told them I’m a paraplegic, no shit
Plagiarism, plagiarism (yeah)
Illiteracy, illiteracy (yeah)
Marking work is ever so much fun!
Does this sound like Rebecca Black’s Friday? Maybe it’s because I hear it sung on the corridors so often it’s gotten stuck in my head
Ms G over and out
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