Back to work

School started back last Monday- they'd been off since September 18th or something ridiculous like that, so it was nice to get back and be busy again. So far I've been a lot busier than last time, because I've had a lot more classes to teach and generally more preparation etc. On the plus side, with a few of the classes I'll have the first half for the first half of the term and the second half for the second half of the term, so I can just recycle all the material from the first half.. I'm sure that makes a lot of sense.

Anyway so all week I was just busy preparing lessons and reading various books that I'm going to be looking at with the classes. With one group I'm doing post-colonial short stories, and the first one I've picked is by George Orwell. It's quite interesting. It's going to get quite confusing because I think I'm alternating each week between the classes, so I actually will have a lot of photocopying to do tomorrow.. will have to get up pretty early, aah. I think I prefer the half the class for a few weeks, then the other half format. Easier to keep track of that way, and less boring (it means I'll've looked at the same story 4 times in a week) but oh well.

Weekend was good fun though, I went to Konstanz again. Some of the shops have started putting up their Christmas stuff, plus it's a lot cheaper than Switzerland over there!

Anyway... class time now so better run.

And give us this day...

...our daily bread.


I've been back in Switzerland for just over a week now, and haven't been too bored yet- mostly been spending a lot of time planning lessons and reading things for future lessons, as well as frequently raiding the fine selection of novels and DVDs the school library has to offer. Anyway, I'm in a good mood today because I got paid (woohoo!) and so I'll be able to hopefully go somewhere this weekend- even if I end up going by myself or something, it'll be nice to see somewhere. So I'll probably go to Zürich, Winterthur (where I believe Roman Polanski is, but going by the news today he may not be there much longer) or St Gallen, I shall see what I fancy in the morning. I'll also have to buy some plates at some point.. as I can't quite imagine that mum, Andrew, Gareth and myself will comfortably be able to share two plastic plates (one of which is a strange shape after an unfortunate cooker accident).

That is all.