School - don't you love it?

Well hello there! In the midst of writing reports and oh so bored! Due in tomorrow. Grrrrrrr. Should just write: 'your son smells'. Would love to. Won't but would love it so so much. Been through masses of interviews for this job as children's worker recently - had altogether nearly 30 people interview me. Never known so much about myself! They ask all these searching questions to find out about you and you find that you never knew the answers before. School is crazy at the moment. Will miss it. Love the staff and the kids. Just feel so incapable. My feet smell. Also have some kind of heat rash - very attractive. Lovely. Started singing bananas in pyjamas in the middle of a lesson today. We were peeling fruit and cutting it at the time and bananas were involved. Loved it. Was like living in a musical. I was like Mary Poppins, flowers suddenly grew from the carpet and we were flying, flying through the air. No drugs involved. True story. They cut lots of fruit and would not eat it. I ate lots and lots - lovely pears - 48p for a kilo - bargain. I'll tell you something for nothing - teaching is an expensive business. Right, must go and do nothing. No reports. Nothing. Shall pay for it tomorrow when I work like a whatever works really hard and regrets not doing it sooner. Politician? No - sorry - said works really hard, not says works really hard. Shall work like a disorganised teacher.