Friday marked the beginning of the Easter holidays for some, but, not all.
It turns out that one of the perks of being a teacher is the ridiculous amount of chocolate you are given for Easter indulging. Indulging, yes, indulge I have done. I received a beautiful and delicious chocolate egg which continued to tempt me until I gave in, as I do..... Chocolate-1, Me-0..... Hope called me a fat shit and Jordan praised me for me efforts. As we always support each other when it comes to anything chocolate or ice cream related. Just like we support each other when we decide it would be a good idea to do a sprinting session, which results in us both hobbling around the house and dragging ourselves up the stairs by the railing for two days afterwards. #fitfam4lyf.
Just when I though that my chocolatey gifts had reached their max, I was given a package of malteaster bunnies. I thought to myself, oh great they look delicious I'll have one of those bad boys after lunch..... As I prised open the wrapper, anticipation flooding through me, finally. delicately biting into that tiny little rabbit ear I certainly was not expecting to loose my mind, and wonder, how the devil I managed to live my life without ever experiencing the pure goodness... that is...the malteaster bunny.
Mind blown.
Thursday night I received an email telling me that I was supposed to be hopping on the coach with a group of year eight girls and heading off, with three other members of staff, to Osmington Bay adventure camp in Dorset. Cheers for the one nights notice, luckily I am a machine when it comes to packing a bag, in my case, a suitcase, as the teacher suggested this would be easier to manage. Mmmmm yeah I looked pretty awesome carrying a suitcase that could easily fit 32kg of items within it whilst the rest of the girls had duffel bags and backpacks. I felt a little bit like Paris Hilton or someone as equality ridiculous as the bus driver looked as me as if to say 'Is it really necessary for you to pack this much'. Well yes it is. I need to be prepared for any occasion.
After a two hour bus trip which involved listening to the girls sing several songs from the movie Frozen (let it go, let it goooo) seriously I was about to let go, of my mind. Finally we arrived to a beautiful afternoon I Dorset. The sun was shining the sea breeze was fresh, yet tolerable, but unfortunately the weather went downhill from there. 8 degree days, constant rain, gale force sea winds resulted in a very grumpy me. Like most people, I don't enjoy standing out in the rain for an hour and a half which I found myself doing on several occasions over the three days.
It was still worth it though,
Some of the finer moments were....
Hilariously being mistaken for one of the girls and not the leader of the group... Do I really look 13??
Having my eardrums burst as myself and Jenny took on the giant swing, involves a free fall of about fifteen metres before you swing out over the treetops
Listening to a number of the Osmington staff members impersonate characters from Summer Hights High (they are obsessed)
Laughing at the girls remarks, one of my favourites was at the disco when a little mix song came on and one of the girls shouted 'oh my god turn it of this is positively vile'
Actually having to get up by myself and do the Macarena and YMCA in an attempt to get the girls dancing at the disco.... Kind of worked
Having 'tea' aka wine at the end of a loooooong day with my fellow teachers out of teacups and sneakily having to hide it whenever the girls knocked on the door
Being told that my accent is 'beautiful' and 'soooooo cool', it made me feel quite exotic really
Watching the girls rub mud on their faces (mud facials of course) which definitely had rabbit shit mixed in it (it was green) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. A few of them came out in rashes the next day.
It was a lovely three days.
Not only did I get to know the staff members a lot better, I also got to get to know the girls from the senior school and socialise with them on a more personal level.
The longer I am here the more I am beginning to adapt to this English way of life.
Tea
Is now an essential part of my day.
I notice that the pronunciation of my a's and e's may be starting to change a little....
The accents don't sound strange or out of place anymore but just normal
I've got the currency situation down pat
And I appreciate a good pair of boots like nothing else
Although everyone else is currently on holidays us gappies will be working in the school for another week, carrying out odd jobs and the like. By the time holidays are done there will only be one week left of April.....
Then less than 100 days until Europe.
With my boy <3
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