Small people
As I write this I’m sat at my parents dining room table preparing to do my first round of observations, a week in a primary school. I’m actually going to my own former primary, and I don’t know if that makes the nerves better or worse.
My first day at University was interesting and tiring, lots of lectures, much of it centred around the report I’ll be writing at the end of this placement, but it made me feel comfortable. At uni I know what to do, how to behave. I know what’s expected of me and I know how to succeed. Small people, on the other hand, are another matter entirely!
I’ll check in with you later today.
