At a recent CLASS detention event, we were all instructed to bring a note explaining what we had done to warrant being kept in on a Saturday afternoon. We were also told, as it was December, that allowances would be made for festive behaviour. What did they expect?
The reins of the CLASS Ireland group have now been formally passed on; I think this is the closest I'll ever get to what parents must feel when sending a child off to college. For the past year, this project has been my* baby, rewarding and frustrating, an all-consuming labour of love. It has eaten … Continue reading Coming Up
There once was a bright brass school bell Whose clang could raise demons from hell. At the sound of its chime Classes started on time On late students no others would tell. But one day a bright student thought And prayed that she would not get get caught With a glance to the side … Continue reading For Whom the Bell Tolls
I've fallen behind on posting here, though for once I have a good (and pertinent) reason. I'm not quite sure how I fell into this particular project. I thought, when things started, that I had merely agreed to meet a few friends to do a small school role play on a Saturday afternoon. If it went … Continue reading Side Project