Another shitty Monday morning of lessons.
Today I was actually locked in a classroom - I had no idea until I tried to leave - with the seven children I was teaching, which is not only completely illegal and wrong, but also horrendous, I mean, who wants to be locked in. I need escape routes. And one of the children is on the spectrum, and two of the others were hitting each other with the instruments. And the child with autism kept throwing everything and I was by myself and unbeknownst to me, locked in. Great!
Then I go to teach my second class of the morning only to find out that not all the children I need are there; they've sent one to the park, and left me with two kids that aren't even in the music class. The staff member left behind - thankfully they left me with someone - wasn't bothered at all. She wasn't concerned that she'd sent the wrong child to the park. She wasn't concerned that that parent had paid for a lesson that the child now did not attend. And she fully admitted to me that she was going to lie to the parent and tell them that the child said he wanted to go to the park instead. Which is nonsense anyway, because he doesn't get to choose. His parents have paid for music class, he's in the damn music class.
And not only that, but she kept trying to insert one of the two children that were surplus to requirements, into the class, claiming that he's in the class and always has been. Despite the fact that he's never been in the class and I know who's in the fucking class, because it's my fucking business. And there's a list on the wall, that I can see from where I'm sat, which clearly states who is in the class, and she has never looked at it. And she couldn't give a shit. I mean, incompetence doesn't even cut it. She just sat ignoring the other two children that of course couldn't join in, and sat on the ipad, whilst they got really bored watching me and could have been at the park. And then proceeded to tell them, that I didn't want them in the class. Er, excuse me. I can't have them in the class because they haven't paid and I don't have permission from parents. Just because you are shit at your job and can't get off your lazy arse to read a list with seven names on it, doesn't mean you can tell children I don't want them. I mean, how the fuck is she even working with kids if she says things like that to them?
Needless to say I was/am livid, but writing this will help and watching yesterday's Poldark over my lunch break should also take the edge off. But really, URGH!
I emailed the parent immediately and told them what happened and I hope they make a complaint, because it's not the first time this nursery have done something like this and I am not giving refunds when I was there to teach the child. It is not my fault the child wasn't there to be taught.
And right now I am reading this out loud in a very angry tone with the window open whilst the builders walk past my window, and probably think I'm a crank.
Great start to the week.