Tuesday, 30 March 2010

Egyptian Day

They would not listen,
they did not know how,
perhaps they'll listen now ..

Earlier today, I was standing in a room. Sometimes I do that. All of a sudden I felt my phone start to vibrate in my right front pocket. I reached into the pocket to answer it. The pocket isn't large, so it didn't take long to realize I had no phone on my person. 'Twas in my bag. I am randomly vibrating. Perhaps I should see a doctor.

This week I am a classroom assistant, in preparation for what will be expected of me in Germany come September. This means that I get to sit with small children of varying degrees of likability and prove to both them and myself that they're better at maths and science than I am. Not english though; any kid that tries to outdo me on that will be slaughtered. Not literally of course, but some form of verbal smackdown will be delivered.

Today however was exempt from lessons and teaching, because it was EGYPTIAN DAY. Yeah! So we did Egyptian themed stuff, which included me wearing a rubber turban and one of those middle eastern man-dress tunic things, which must have been nice for all the members of staff who'd never met me before. I'll put a picture up when I can be arsed. I was told I looked quite Egyptian indeed. I feel I looked more like a Sikh suicide bomber.

Back on track - today we made paper mache Egyptian mummies and clay 'tomb treasures' and sugar cube pyramids (children are easily amused, it seems) and little models of Ancient Egyptian water-carrying things called something like a Skidu or a Snafu or something like that. I can't remember. Oh and then we had pyramid biscuits and milk.

When the kids had gone and we'd finished clearing up all the crap they'd left lying around, I had the biggest blast from the past in a long time. Anyone remember the Magic Key books? Biff and Chip and Kipper and Floppy the dog? No? Well, I read them all again today. And it was awesome. And then I tried to log onto facebook on the classroom computer, and was met with the infamous "This site has been blocked. Please speak to an Administrator" that I thought I'd seen the back off when I left 6th form.

Oh, the nostalgia.

And finally, my thoughts go out to all those caught up in the bombings in Moscow today. These terrorists are scum.