Need more Fry in my Friday...

 I survived my first PRT observation of the term. It was actually the first one done by the HOD as he was away last year so my associate did them all. Very intimidating. Well, intimidating enough to give me stressful teaching-gone-bad dreams last night.

Actually I have been feeling pretty down on my teaching ability this week. I was incredibly upset about some rather rotten lessons I had on Wednesday and Thursday*.

I had been fearing that I in fact had no teaching superpowers, or rather I had anti-teaching superpowers. It seemed like the only power I had was to take great literature and make teenagers hate it**. Even goods kids had started moaning about the novels, stories, poetry etc they were doing.

However, the lessons I taught this morning went remarkably well, a noticable lack of students complaining about work and a high percentage of engaged, productive work. Yay! The students did not necessary enjoy all of the work, but they appeared to be thinking and trying, and they all got a lot of work done. Woot.

The awesome success have having not-entirely-terrible lessons led to a ravenous hunger. I guzzled my sandwich (aPB & J that was meant to last until Lunchtime) at 11.45am! I deduce that not only my emotions (see *) but also my teaching powers are linked to food.

I currently crave something fried and salty. Hmm, greasy.

I suppose I shall have to go and find some exceedingly unhealthy food to eat, afterall the success of my period 5 Year 11 English class may depend on it!

* Although Matt has Sherlocked out that the days I come home upset and depressed about teaching are also the days when I don't get a chance to eat my lunchtime sandwich. It seems that my emotions are ridiculously simple: full stomach = happy Debbie. Empty stomach = sad Debbie.

** Which really is not a desirable superpower for any one, especially not an English teacher. I guess it could lead to being a good supervillain. The Literaturinator - a twisted and dastardly villain who sneaks about in libraries and schools blasting innocent teens with her 'hate reading' ray gun. Soon she would render an entire generation moronic and illiterate as they threw books away in disgust - no wait, isn't that the work of reality TV shows?