Tales from the Chalk Face.

So...two more days to go of my eight day stint at the local Primary School. Tomorrow is the last day of school at the school I used to work at in the UK as they break up for the long summer holiday up over there...but here I shall be back at school on Friday.I wish I could say it was dedication...but it is all down to money.It was Full Moon last night and like the effect upon werewolves so the 'little people' turn to the dark side. They have certainly been more fractious, less tolerant, much louder and restless.It wears me out and I could quite happily slap some of them from here to Perth... but I don't even though sometimes sharing a cell with Malcolm the Mugger for 6 months seems much more preferable to five hours with a bunch of the irritable goblins.Somehow we got onto mosquitoes today and there love of my blood, then it spread to leeches and spiders and I briefly considered telling them the tale of the spider that bit me in my underpants but thought....nah, maybe they are too young for that sort of thing.Today was, actually, the first day ever, at that school, that I have had the whole class there. In the class I am in, last week M was on holiday by the sea and a few others were in one day and away the next. T is constantly late and yesterday it was his birthday and he arrived at 9.45 and brought in cookies for the class and then promptly was collected at 11.00 to go home and open his presents.I asked him today what he did yesterday when he went home. He said he had to go outside for a few hours first while they got his presents ready."What did you do outside?" I asked"Oh, I just whacked the ground for a bit  with a pool stick.""And what presents did you get?""Some X-Box games. I got Call of Duty -Ghost, oh, and I got 'Gran deaf toto'.""Gran deaf toto?" I asked."No, Gran deaf toto!" He said emphatically."Gran death torto" chipped in the class.....loudly, because of that damn Moon!.It was actually the game 'Grand Theft Auto' which I know is not recommended for under 18's...but there you go....and there was I protecting them from the 'Spider in my underpants' story."I got a 900 bike and did a few burnouts and wheelies," he said."Oh you got a bike as well!" I said."No, a bike on the game." he said as if I was stupid." I got a couple of guns too."I wasn't surprised."I don't like guns," I said."They are toy guns," he said."But you still pretend to shoot things with them." I frowned.I was marking some work at lunchtime when another teacher came in and said"Did you know it is your Lunch duty?"I didn't because it wasn't on my planning sheet."It's been changed to today from tomorrow. There was an email about it but you wouldn't have got that," said the teacher.I didn't. I went out and did the duty.Toerag was in trouble for throwing sticks and had to sit on a bench for 5 minutes. 'A' was wandering about acting suspiciously and it turned out he had money in his hand."Whose is that?" I asked."Mine" he said obviously lying.A bit later I  found him trying to bury it in the sand pit."Shall I look after it for you?""No" he said."Put it in your pocket." I said and later mentioned it to his teacher. She was having a bad day....Yep, I'd been there.So...two more days to go....I had decided that I wasn't going to do a display...but Heaven knows why I changed my mind today!....just to make things a bit more difficult.