Well, this week I have been working my ass off. I have been preparing for my workshops next week and am slightly freaked but at the same time I have been doing school workshops at the museum.
So school classes visit and we break them up into two groups and go through a 'presentation' with them, either a Victorian classroom, with them as the students, or the servants in the laundry. They seem to enjoy it, although the women who I watched do it last week were VERY strict. That will take me a while.
On Wednesday I did the laundry twice. It must be very physically demanding to be a teacher, not the 20 coffee/smoke breaks that I was used to a Social Services, although I would defy anyone to tell me we didn't work hard....
Anyway, on Friday I was the schoolteacher. It was a bit scary as you have to show them the back straightener, the finger stocks, the dunces cap and the belt. When I watched Kate do it last week she whacked the belt so hard on the table that even I jumped.
So before the kids arrived yesterday I went up to the 'schoolroom' and practiced hitting the belt on the table, which is covered with thick, toughened glass. I couldn't make it sound loud, although I tried.
So when the time came the little guy who came up for the 'belt' was quite a trooper. I warned him of what I would be doing. He holds out his hand and what I do is whack it on the table, just beside him.
You all think I hit him, don't you....?
Well, no, I hit the table.
AND SMASHED IT!!!!!!!!
Do you think they will dock my pay??? This job is turning out to be not so fun....pictures on Monday nite....
2 comments:
oh...
my...
SHIT!!!
I say blame Kate for preparing the table to crack with all her whacking. I can't imagine what you did then after all your efforts to be Victorianly mean and nasty.
Well, I think the kids at St Michaels school will be talking about this for a long time to come......
Hey, when you coming over here?
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