Hey Part 2 is here, as promised.
Today started with a pretty hectic yet unmajoreventfully with a Computer lesson. I was more like the 2D Flash Game Police rather than a Maths TA (which is basically what I am in other classes, actually the TA's do very little so thats not a great representation). I think I did impress one of the kids though with my aparently suprising detective work of discovering their games hanging in the taskbar. He even hid the bar, disguised the minimisation via tabs and full-screened the Maths program in an attempt to outfox me. He failed.
The second event worth mentioning started as I walked into a class pre-teacher and was greeted with various verbal assaults demanding to know the nature of my visit, my name and who I had come to see? One particular child shouted louder than the rest, so I thought he was a great place to start. i love a challenge and I love a bit of banta. I went over to him and told him that I had been sent to look after him for the rest of the day and report back at the end. He was alarmed and confused. It was at this point that the girl directly behind him mouthed his name to me, so i was then able to give my story some creditation by asking him if he was (lets call him...) Bryan Dobbins. This freaked him out and he stood up and backed away trying to keep him cocky swagger. He failed. Had a good laugh with him later on, he was actually the best in the class. Well Palayed.
Got the James Corden today. Also got an old favourite - Sean Astin. Seems I attract famous lookalike Guesses.
Final Note. On the way home I dozed off for a second on the train, woke up to find some random woman taking a picture of me with her phone. Obviously i called her on it, to the girl i was with (Sinead). "for some reason this lady here is taking pictures of me?!" She laughed and claimed it wasn't. I addressed her, "If you wanted pictures, all you had to do is ask, I would have posed. (I turned to my friend) She must fancy me) She got off with her friend at the next stop. With my picture!
In a bit. love J.
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