Ordinary Me ~ Challenge Myself More Ordinary

I am very ordinary person.

I am unique.

Not everyone can see that I am awesomely ordinary ~ a quirk.


There are those I want forget ~ those splintered by jealously, annoyance, I am not their cup of tea call it what you will.

Those who don't really aren't worth my time and make me doubt myself...


There is a fine line between a friend and a fiend


And as someone pointed on on Facebook it is one letter  from Grin to Gin ~ Genius


My whole life I have been an ordinary womble, I womble about flitting from one project to another I womble ordinaryly. I live , I love ordinary I live to inspire I live ordinary.


I wish I was more exciting  more ordinary YES

With ordinary comes inspiring comes a simple existence comes LIVING 

Blog Maintenance The One Where I Am Not Teaching You to Suck Eggs

Blog Maintenance the one where I am not teaching you to suck eggs.

I am under going some blog maintenance which is a bit like dyeing your hair, shaving ; including the long like yeti hair on your legs, if you are a Greek God or Goddess then please do forgive me. You see for me blogging is fun , yes in those early heady days I got a bit woe is me and poor me and how I bemoaned my situation letting everyone know in the process.

Blogging doesn't have to be so so traumatic we all blog for different strokes and different folks.


I'll impart some of my infinite wisdom to you , you'd like that wouldn't you ?


You still there  ?

Good!

Are you sitting comfortably? ( ps if you have  boil on your bottom then I am sorry) , then we will begin.


It really as simple as this , check what posts you have in draft if you are like me then you will have a gazillion , gazillion for me translates as 48 , now some of these will be a title that is no longer workable or relevant to be so I'll start by thinning those. this will perhaps see me getting down to about 30 let us say.

Then I will work through the others and see if I can turn them into blog posts that I can schedule for the times I am travelling or having an exotic adventure somewhere, between us a cup of time is an exotic glamorous adventure for me, the little things do matter don't they now.

By the time I am finished I have about 8 blog posts that are scheduled to go out , half will be finished and obviously the other half won't . It is essential that in a note book / diary you must may a note of those that you have scheduled, of course you don't have to scudded but a little pressure will keep the content flowing and your creative mind in check.

As you read this I am relaxing in a Spa and having a thoroughly decadent time and as I wrote this before I went away , I can let my words do the work and have a relax. I hopefully have remembered to shave my legs before the Spa but if you hear screaming in the Hampshire area then I am sorry it is all my fault.

My Role As A Teaching Assistant AND Being A Super Hero

My job as a teaching assistant more often or not as a SEN teaching assistant; there is so much to say but how to express it actually in words is the hard part, I just do what I do it is like breathing so therefore is second nature. I have been in my present job for 11 years and previous to that I worked at a dedicated Special needs school which was very challenging but very rewarding indeed, the unconditional love is amazing. I moved to the school where I am now as it was more particular to do so my for son and for child care purposes, and when he moved on to Juniors I stayed , he is now at senior school.

The age range of my school is 4-7 with 4 classes in each year group we are a very large Infant school the largest I believe with the city where I am. We have a mixture of pupils with different needs like autism and as such the care of each and every child is assessed in line with current guidelines , but we as a school go beyond these guidelines. It is hard not to have an emotional attachment in what you do , I am always professional but I do give my heart and soul and it does make my heart ache to step away sometimes . Colleagues always consult with each other and there are regular meetings such as teaching staff meeting, teacher training days ( known as insets)  as you never stop learning or training once you are within education.

To keep on what I do I write of course my blog which is injected every so often with what I do in a educational capacity which I have to write about in such a way not to identify my school or any pupils.


And Knowing in some small but great part that I am impacting upon a child's life is an awesome responsibility ; being a teaching assistant is rather like being a super hero really.


I work under both the amazing teachers guidelines and within the  national curriculum , I am always amazed how children learn , children teach us so many life lessons. From problem solving to encouraging traditional play I do it all and more.

Each day I work there a little more courage is escalated within my life and slowly but surely I am returning to hobbies in my life such as choir than I shunned, reading returning to reading as having had a depression breakdown it takes every ounce of my energy to concentrate on the matter to hand. And maybe I'll even attempt the odd doodle ......

Sunday Photo

How Would you Like People To Think Of You ?

How would you like people to think about you?

Today we have a guest post from Jo Middleton. Read more from Jo over at her award-winning mummy blog, Slummy single mummy.

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I am staring at a blank screen, wondering how to start. I want 400 words of wit and charm, something to make people think ‘I like this woman, I’m going to have a read of her blog after this.’

Writing your own blog is easy - you waffle on in the same way you always have, people know what to expect, and regular readers forgive you if you have an off day or are a little on the dull side. When you’re writing for someone else’s blog though it’s totally different. Suddenly you have the chance to make an impression.

It’s quite scary to be honest, a bit like a first date. You start to imagine yourself as the person you have always wanted to be - these readers don’t know you, you can be anybody! Should I tell everyone I’m a size ten with thick, blond hair, who gets up at 5am every morning to run a half marathon? Let’s not be silly. But still, it feels like an opportunity, albeit a small one, to reinvent yourself.

The question though, is who do you want to be?

A few months ago I went to a Q&A with David Mitchell (The Peep Show one, not the Cloud Atlas one.) I asked him a question, a question I ask myself a lot.

“Would you rather be clever or funny?”

“Funny,” he said, without even thinking about. “I’d definitely rather be funny. I spend my whole life trying to be funny. Plus, I think it’s actually really clever to be able to make someone laugh.”

I agreed.

Thinking about this post then, I wondered how much of an effort I should make to be funny. I could tell a joke maybe? But then I only know that one about the monkeys falling out of trees, and no one ever laughs when I tell it. Maybe not.

Should I try to be clever? I’m not sure how to get that across in a few hundred words. No one wants to hear about my degree prize do they?

And then I check my word count and I’m already approaching 400. Damn it. That’s my chance to impress people gone.

How would you like people to think of you?