A Day in the Life of a Teacher!

Chaos in the Classroom

As I placed one foot in front of the other, the wooden door swung open as if it knew I was coming…

“SHE'S COMING!” squealed an obnoxious child.

I stand still just in front of the doorway and place the evil look in my eye on every single one of those little rotten children! 
I think to myself, “Why do I bother to show up here?”
Just before I was going to open my mouth, one of the many horrifying children opened their large mouth, leaned forward and yelled, “WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO TODAY???” 
I stare at him and roll my eyes then he slowly leans back. 
“That's more like it,” I think of myself. 
I knew by the scared facial expressions on their faces that they were worried and frightened… my nightmare continued…  

Maths Strategies Slideshow

https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1xbFzFYpnVsQDfq3qM1HO7J-ZZePJvc7VsNB0gDDIRZA/edit#slide=id.g516a6582a_0_50

Pentecost

Jesus' disciples were praying in a room with all the doors locked because they were afraid the people who crucified Jesus would come. Then the Holy Spirit came down to them and they had flames over their heads and started feeling and hearing very strong wind. All the of the people started speaking different languages and all Jesus's disciples started performing miracles, no one could believe it!

Baptism Poster

https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1b5ruB0nsAWwBHLjfcyPfnIVVCIke3MN07Yx9TisuixY/edit#slide=id.p

Writing Sample Term 2 Week 4

Sometimes at dusk we would see him come out from the hidden interior of his island.
For years we had no idea who he was or what he did until...
The clock struck 12 midnight; the moon above was round and bright. 
Cold and slimy as my feet tapped the lake ground, step by step I felt like I was alone. 
I reached out my arm and the hard and rough bark shattered in my hand. 
The fog dancing over the wet grass was misleading, very misleading... 
I approach what seems to be a wooden door. 
I feel obligated to put my shaking hand on it. 
A bright light shines on my face, I almost go blind... 

The lights dim, the wooden door slams, I slowly turn and my soft hand places itself on the golden door handle. 
Like myself, it was stuck, frozen and jammed. Something or someone is out there, out there in the dark room. Foot steps creep up behind me...

It grabs my ankle with its large scaly hands.
I fell...

I was never seen again.