Teaching and that Sunday feeling...

Strange how that Sunday afternoon feeling,before facing the classroom sharp edged on Monday morning,never changes. Even in the sleepy villages of the Pay de la Loire, even when its purely voluntary, even when the class is only ten strong....that creeping doubt comes uninvited.  


Le Fresnay Farmhouse, Pay de la Loire

Thats the challenge after years of city teaching, special needs advisory work to return, from those 'nowty teenagers', to work in  the primary class.
Can I really cut the mustard at the French Chalkface?

'Retired (early) teacher (who should know better) seeks challenge and community links with local village school...seemed like a good idea at the time'