Playground Gossip

Sunday and the forty-seventh Covid blog.🌷

Once again the week has turned around in this current pandemic and life is slowly moving forward.

This week sees the gradual beginning of a lifting of restrictions. The first being with families and friends in groups of six in an outside setting.

This has no doubt been a great time for outdoor heating sales as although fairly pleasant in sun, in the shade it’s a very different story. We are not past May and as the old adage tell us, until we see the end of May, we should not be squirrelling away our winter clothes quite yet.

I know I am looking forward to discarding my jumpers as it feels like it has been constantly drab and chilly. Although I’m a fan of boots and cosy sweaters, I really have had enough now. A metaphor perhaps not just for the season but for our lives.

Things though are changing, at the start of this week I felt quite fed up but celebrating my lovely eldest daughter’s birthday and seeing our lovely family almost all together despite the cold, was really cheering.

Something that also made me smile this week was the fact that some things never change. The context may vary but conversations remain the same.

Collecting the pupils in my form from the field in their year bubbles and listening to the sounds of life reminded me of this fact.

The last line in the poem I am asked almost weekly (you’d have thought they’d have given up by now) by those who truly relish the fact that they are taller than me. Now I am older, it makes me smile and at this I constantly repeat the idiom my mother taught me. “All good things come in small packages.”

In some ‘small’ way I think it helps the vertically challenged in my classes to know there is someone the same size as they are. I have stopped growing but they still have hope. I often tell the true story of a boy in my class when I was in school, who was the height I am now, when he left in our final year.

I stayed the same but he continued to grow until he was over six foot. The shorter boys always seem to grow a little taller hearing that story.

Another incident that made my day this week, was that of the pupil who has finally been given the birthday present he has been longing for.

I have had the pleasure in teaching this boy who always made me joyful in his uniqueness. I too have been called a fellow member of the unique society, albeit a different branch.

Although unable to bring in his complete birthday present, he brought in various sections of the suit of armour he received of his treasured birthday gift.

I don’t think I stopped smiling all day!

There are days when my job, is the best job in the world.

I await to see the wonders this week brings and look forward to the world opening petal by petal. We all need to look for the flowers, they are there and soon their colours will bloom.

Stay Safe,

Joy xxx