Used to take the piss over a shortage of plasterboard blah blah. Was quite amusing to be honest.
Let’s get a few things straight I never mocked you about the shortage of plasterboard and your job.
What actually happened when we were all discussing Brexit you mentioning plasterboard which I said was a ridiculous thing to bring up when we were talking about the effects of the economy? You have lied here. I did call you ‘ plasterboard bob’ as a joke for your idiotic remarks. That is what happened. It was never about you personally.
I don’t really share much about family and work but I answered a post the other day about my work with children and the classes I take. I wish I had because idiots like you will only use them against someone because you are too stupid to debate. What I didn’t do was elaborate. I will now:
Last term I was helpIng a12 yr old girl whose mother is dying of cancer. Since her mum's diagnosis her schoolwork/life has fallen apart (as she is helping out more at home and distraught about the situation). She comes to my classes as a bit of a respite. Every time I see her she looks tired and sad. I sometimes manage to get a smile out of her by the end of the class. Working with her always upsets me because I can’t imagine what the poor kid is going through. Yet week after week she turns up, she doesn’t have to, but she does.
Another child in my class who is also 12 has had 3 schools since his parent's separation. He was bullied and then became a bully. He is a bright kid but puts on this hard image to impress because he gets no attention from his parents. He is disruptive in school and was when he first came to my class. That has changed now. My aim for next term is to get him back to being a bright kid and to enjoy school again.
I also worked with a brother and sister who I couldn’t get rid of at the end of the class. They always wanted to stay on and do more work? I couldn’t understand their enthusiasm until I meet their mum one evening and I could smell alcohol on her breath. They never missed a class and didn't enjoy spending time at home.
Finally and this always gets me... I had a girl in my class that was bullied to the extent that she didn't talk. She joined my group and after a few months I was happy with her progress. One evening she and her mother popped into my class and gave me a card. Her mother said "I can't thank you enough for what you have done". I got home and read the card. She said that for the first time (in a long time) she had the confidence to stand up in her English class and speak. She had the courage to face her bullies and call them out. She went on and said that 'I had changed her life'. I now hear that she has left school and gone to University and... doing well. Her letter brought me to tears and I phoned her teacher and once again both of us were in tears.
I won't go into details of what could have happened to her.
I keep her card at the front of my work folder to remind me how I can help a few kids get through tough times in their lives.
I believe that 70-75% of the kids I work with have some sort of problem in their lives.
So when I read the end of your post saying this, I have to ask what sort of imbecile am I talking to?
I wouldnt let him near a class of kids again!!
Sorry to the rest of the posters but sometimes these idiots need to think before they post.