When negotiating a weekend off work with my boss (to travel with Dave and Esme), I did point out to him that I had only missed one lesson at short notice in seven years working at the school (and that was when I broke my foot). To be fair, he didn't take a lot of persuading. But this weekend was back to work with a bump. 16 hours of teaching with the additional knowledge that, for the next three weeks, I'll be teaching twice my normal amount of hours as our school does its usual end-of-term "doubling up" to compensate for the students daring to have a three week holiday.
I always liked to think I maintain a good level of discipline in my classes, but this photo taken by Dave as he watched me teaching suggests some students are actually up to no good when I'm not looking! Cheeky monkey!
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