My dear one has been marking essays this morning since before I arose from swinish slumber. This is the third day, flat out, with shorter breaks than anyone, anywhere would get for food etc. Goes on into the night until I tempt her away with comfort food & a bottle of red and maybe a distracting movie. (WARNING: "Knowing" was a baaad choice. I curse all involved)
While I'm at it, I curse all who sneer at teachers, their holidays, their easy jobs and all such ignorant twaddle. Try a few months in front of 30 feral year 9s with litigious and brain-dead parents to back them up. Try eyeballing some cretin who's 15cm taller, built like a bus and telling him he really must give you those nun-chucks etc. Pah!
Found in my drafts.
2 days ago