Lent begins…

You’ve been through a lot.

As much as we’d like to, we can’t put life on pause.

Life keeps moving and we must face our days filled with obligations and responsibilities, even when our inner world is a mess.

Don’t shame yourself for wanting to take more time to rest.

Asking for help is not a sign of weakness.

Take a break when things become overwhelming.

Allow yourself to feel your feelings fully.

You can continue healing despite the messy moments, the triggers, or the chaos of life.

Be kinder to yourself.

Just for You!

We crave certainty.

We wish to skip over the waiting, the chaos, and the messy transitions.

We get so busy figuring out what’s next that we completely forget to celebrate today.

Don’t rush forward.

Slowing down is the only way to feel more connected to yourself, and find a sense of peace in where you are now.

Allow yourself to enjoy your day-to-day experiences.

You won’t get this time back.

Let go of the idea that your happiness depends on certain experiences in the far-off future.

Stop trying to judge or analyze your experiences.

Just live them.

Experience the fullness of life right here in this moment.

Back to writing

Last summer I got Covid again and ended up in ICU in a hospital in Dalyan, Turkey! Funnily enough I am still waiting for my Insurance claim to be processed, 6 months on.

As a result my writing just about stopped. Yes I do add some notes into my plans every day, but sitting down like this and writing for hours on end has just stopped.

Today I got this from Daily Motivation and it made me feel empowered;

“What if you embraced the idea that everything is unfolding perfectly for you?

When you trust that you’re always navigating toward what is best for you, it becomes easier for you to embrace the experience of life.

You begin to see every obstacle as a part of the natural unfolding of your life.

When doubt creeps in, give yourself the space to be quiet and return to your self-confidence.

Let all the “ifs” and “buts” dissolve.

By surrendering to the process, you can access your biggest breakthroughs more effortlessly. “

Enjoy!

Christmas

I was getting close to quitting any idea of being a writer. I have three books on Amazon but few sales. I was walking on the beach today in Hawana, Oman. I have outline plans for at least 9 more books and so I decided i should keep going.

Then when I got home I found this in an email;

“You have the strength to look beyond every reason your mind comes up with to make you believe nothing will ever work for you.

Abundance will find you.

Be open and ready to receive.

Despite all the “never”, and “impossible” that pops up in your mind, you have to keep showing up and focus on creating moments of healing.

Reframe your definition of the ‘right time’.

Society’s timeline or other people’s journey shouldn’t be your yardstick.

What may be the right timing for one person may not be good for another.

Honor the pace of your unique journey.“

5. Camels and Goats

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It still makes me smile when I see the road sign indicating Beware of Camels! On my way into the city I have to travel along some back roads and a long dual carriageway, all surrounded by open land. The local farmers have various herds of camels that seem to just wander freely around the area, though I am sure there must be some kind of stables for them at night.

Anyway the camels literally just roam about, eating whatever green stuff they can get hold of, and that includes just randomly crossing the roads. It’s always interesting when you notice the cars ahead slowing down and putting their hazard lights on because there are camels in the road!

Yesterday they were all out, camels, donkeys and goats!

Which reminds me, some of my errant year 7 kids were back in today, having taken a few days off last week as they thought school finished with the last exam. Marvin and Soft Lad are always a source of amusement, whether they mean it or not. They sit next to each other and have done all year – better to keep them like that as they are both incredibly weak academically, though Soft Lad has the odd flash of inspiration. Anyway Soft Lad is right-handed and Marvin is left-handed, but they insist on sharing a desk with Marvin on the right and Soft Lad on the left. So they are always bumping elbows when they write. I have been telling them to swap places since September last year, however they forget and end up with a minor tussle every lesson.

Today they came in as disorganised as ever. Soft Lad didn’t have his notebook, pen, or pencil. So I sorted him out with what he needed and got him going. I have no idea where his head was today and it certainly wasn’t in the Maths classroom. He was probably out in the Universe like a space cadet. His paper ended up looking like a collection of Egyptian hieroglyphics, interspaced with scribble and weird shapes. When I asked why he just stared at me, as though I was somehow at fault for having the nerve to question him.

Meanwhile Marvin was looking everywhere but his paper or the textbook. Some of the other kids started to complain that Marvin was staring at them, so I moved to the front corner of the room and said Marvin can now stare at me – and he did.

For some reason Bing and Bong were in school today and they were added to the year 9 group to follow that timetable for the day. Needless to say the nutty twins disrupted all learning for their adopted class. Those idiots don’t need to come to school, they could easily be sitting at home playing with their Nintendo’s.

I had to do a cover lesson with year 8 in a Biology lesson. The topic was The Human Skeleton. I decided to start the lesson with a question – where is the smallest bone in the human body? Well Stubby, an English kid living here with his Dad who works in the Oil Industry, burst out laughing. He could not control his laughter so I sent him out of the room for 5 minutes to calm himself down. Once the rest of the class were working, I went out to chat with him to see what was so funny.

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“It was your question!”

“What?”

“About the smallest bones in your body,” he smirked.

“Why is that funny?”

“Because they’re in you thingy!” he laughed.

I was puzzled for a moment. Then I understood.

“Stubby there aren’t any bones in a penis,” I stated in a very teacherly manner.

He glared at me and put his hands on his hips.

“Then why do they say you’ve got a boner?” he asked.

Then I was the one suffering from uncontrollable laughter.

Oh the misconceptions of children!

4.  End of term looming.

Well we’ve still got three weeks before school finishes for the summer. However the attitude of many of our students seems to be Exams are over so I’m not coming to school anymore. This is made worse by the fact that next week is Eid and so school is closed for the week; then we have one week back and boom – summer holidays!

Bonus of course is that Screwloose, Princess Bulbhead, and the Bespectacled Toad have all given up. Will I ever have the pleasure of those angry looks from the Bulbhead? Or watch the weird shenanigans of Screwloose? And listen to the endless excuses from the Toad and his Mother? Of course I will because they exist in other year groups too!

I remember at teacher training college completing my PGCE we had a Sociology session with an ex-teacher. Now, bear in mind that my first degree is B.Sc. in Applied Physics, then maybe you might get why Sociology seemed odd to me! Anyway, as we sat down the lecturer gave us all a printout showing Disney’s Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Imagine a roomful of Physics, Chemistry and Engineering graduates having that sort of thing placed in front of you and then being asked to comment on it.

“It’s Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs,” said some bearded odd-bod.

“And?”

We were lost; why had this idiot put this printout in front of us? Was he going to show us the movie? (It would have been on a VHS tape in them days!)

We looked to him expectantly.

“That will be the people in every class you teach in the future,” he said.

It didn’t make sense at the time but after many years of reflection it makes perfect sense.

Snow White is the Goody two shoes that comes along, snitching on all the other kids in the hope of getting in the teachers good books – horrible child. Doc is the smart kid who answers every question before the others get a chance – horrible child. Dopey never has the right books or equipment and spends the first ten minutes of every lesson trying to sort himself out – horrible child. Grumpy is that kid who always just complains about doing any work and constantly says when will I ever use this in real life?  I always ask them if this is their real life or are we really living in The Matix?  Another horrible child!

Then there is Bashful who is good at Maths but has little self confidence and so only lets you know they got everything correct at the end of the lesson – a nicer child. And then we have Happy, that kid who has two left feet and shit for brains but somehow manages to just enjoy life; if he lost an arm in an accident he would boast that he still has another one. Another kind of nice child! Sleepy will never admit that he has been up half the night playing on his X-Box or PlayStation, who will be backed up by his parents when you say he doesn’t stay focussed in class – Maybe your lessons aren’t interesting enough. A real little horror from an unpleasant home!

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Then we have the most annoying kid of all – Sneezy! There is constant noise of bubbling snot, coughs and sneezes without covering his mouth, usually saying he has a cold or allergies or asthma or something. When asked about medicine he doesn’t have any and hasn’t seen a doctor all year. This kid never seems to have the ability to see the link between his sneezing and all the other kids going off sick. Also, Sneezy is constantly asking to go to the toilet.

Of course the original story by the Brothers Grimm didn’t have the same name and it was a little darker than the Disney version, just like working in a school is darker than you are told at Teacher Training College.

So I can recognise another Bespectacled Toad in year 7, another Screwloose in year 8, and several other Princesses in other year groups who feel they are better than the rest of us. Now that the older ones have decided not to come to school any more, I am sure these other little annoyances will pop their heads further over the parapet. I can guarantee it!

3 Flying like lead balloons.

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Of course we had to do our test flights. I wanted to go out to the outside balcony overlooking the sports field – actually it is an astro-turf football pitch – but they all complained that it was too hot outside. Back home in England I would be facing the opposite problem with students demanding to have lessons outside because it was too hot inside.

Contrasts.

Anyway, we went to the indoor balcony overlooking the big gym. The paper darts flew much as I expected, straight across and down. Bings’ went furthest and got a big cheer. Then came the ‘aeroplane’, made from a design I leant at Primary school, many years ago. (Actually we called it Junior School in them days, as the Infants school was in a separate building.) I had shown them how to make these planes by making them follow me, step-by-step using my visualiser; this is just a camera on a stick attached to my laptop which is then connected to the big TV screen called a Viewboard – isn’t life wonderful these days. In the end I had to finish the final folds for most of them.

First off went the twins. In both cases their planes went up in a loop, flew back towards us, and landed on the ledge of the supporting pillars, just out of our reach! Bing and Bong wanted to climb over the barrier to retrieve them – I saw a serious trip to the hospital coming up.

Princess Bulbhead machine a loop and a spiral glide downwards and her plane landed at the foot of the wall, just below us. Miss converse had a similar flight pattern, and managed to land about 5 metres away, which got a rapturous applause from the youngsters who had just files in. There were similar flight paths for most of the group, though Salty Salma Salmon managed to produce a nosedive, and the tail fell off the plane launched by the Bespectacled Toad.

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Screwloose somehow managed to lose his creations somewhere between the classroom and the balcony. When I asked he just shrugged his shoulders and stared at me with that inane grin. I am certain that if he were at school in the UK he would have been assessed for ODD or ADHD or had a CAT scan to see if there was a brain in his skull.