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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:leonief.blog.co.uk,2009-11-07:/</id><title>Motherhood</title><link rel="self" href="http://leonief.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonief.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-07T23:22:52+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:leonief.blog.co.uk,2007-02-22:/2007/02/23/being_observed~1788805/</id><title>Being Observed</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonief.blog.co.uk/2007/02/23/being_observed~1788805/"/><author><name>LeonieF</name></author><published>2007-02-23T00:27:39+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:27:39+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;One thing I really don't like about teaching is being observed. I'm spending the half-term break with it constantly at the back of my mind as I'm being observed by my team-leader next week. Its a 90 minute lesson with 25 advanced level students - or more accurately, 25 students who are on an advanced level course. The students are mostly there to get their EMA (£30 a week). About 5 of them want to learn. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I get so fed up with having to monitor behaviour and control the unruly crowd. It seems that teaching is way down the list of priorities. Actually, when the lesson is observed, this is usually one of the rare occassions when I can teach because the students are fairly attentive for a change. As long as I take some nice coloured pens for them to use and paper. Can you believe that they come to lessons without pen or paper! They think its fine to be rude to teachers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When I was in school, the worse thing I was guilty of was doodling and day-dreaming.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At least we get good holidays!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://leonief.blog.co.uk/2007/02/23/being_observed~1788805/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:leonief.blog.co.uk,2007-02-22:/2007/02/22/logan_s_fun_day_out~1783199/</id><title>Logan's  Fun Day Out</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://leonief.blog.co.uk/2007/02/22/logan_s_fun_day_out~1783199/"/><author><name>LeonieF</name></author><published>2007-02-22T01:10:17+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:18:47+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm Logan and I'm 9 months old. I know I shouldn't be writing on here until Im 13 years old at least but I'm very advanced you know!! I had a brilliant day today - my mummy and daddy took me to the cinema. I really enjoyed trying to grab popcorn from the box and throwing it all over the floor, I spent ages just grabbing handfuls of lovely fluffy popcorn and then throwing it with all of my might on the floor. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I also had fun crawling around the cinema and licking the coloured lights on the floor - they tasted cool and smooth! My mummy kept trying to stop me doing that too. My mummy tries to stop me doing loads of fun stuff, then she shoves these silly bunny rabbits or teddy bears in front of me in the hope that I'll want to play with those instead. Fat chance!  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Got to dash - lots of jobs to do...
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