So much for traces of humanity

Day off; day on.

I thought, for a moment, that someone here had seen some sense. Friday has been cancelled, which is a relief because that’s my other worst day with endless classes in the afternoon. I had thought that someone was finally recognising that this term has dragged on and on and on, and had been made worse by the eight-day week after New Year.

I also thought (but as a weak jest) that we’d have to come in on Saturday because we couldn’t possibly have (unofficial) time off without it being stolen off us. It turns out my feeble joke wasn’t a joke. Although most of us are off on Saturday, the main school is coming in on Sunday. It seemed that the shoots of humanity might be beginning to sprout, but someone poured weedkiller on them; and pissed on them; and ground the remains into the dirt.

On the other hand, we’re not going to be teaching until the 20th. I’m waiting to be informed that we’ll have to be back in a day early.

The term is ending messily. A whole bunch of students is off doing SATs, including a large number of the InterBac students who don’t need to do them at all. Some students still remain, but they’re all over the place. I lost three shadow demons from this morning, who vanished completely, but gained four from Mr Foucault’s class.

Anyway, the end of this term cannot come quickly enough.

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