Thanks for all of the birthday wishes for yesterday. It was fantastic. Sadly, it wasn’t one of my more stellar birthdays.
First off, I had to work. A 6-on day, which means no spare periods to relax. My birthday wasn’t put on the staff bulletin which meant that no one at work knew. During the day I had to race off at lunchtime to take one of the boys to have an ultrasound. (All’s ok.) Then after school I tutored a kid for an hour, then went to the bread shop to get the stale bread like I do every Tuesday… came home, ate pies from the shop then went to the school’s annual Winter concert. I’m a year 8 form teacher so I had to sit with all of the year 7s and 8s going “Sssshhhhh” till nearly 11PM.
Still, if you don’t have a mediocre birthday every now and then, how would you appreciate the good ones? And there were a few nice moments… Evan4 coming into my room with a lit birthday cake candle in his hand and my present in the other… my sister ringing up for another reason entirely and then saying “Ohhhh” when I said it was my birthday… my students saying, Happy bithday F-dawg!” and singing the birthday song to me…
Another funny thing happened today. Evan4 has gone on the year 9 camp for 3 days to Kyneton (can you imagine how cold that’ll be??!?). I drove him to school and as he was getting out of the car I looked at him properly for the first time that morning and saw how he was dressed.
“Why are you in school uniform?” I asked. He was there in his school tie, little grey shorts, white business shirt and school jumper. The front of the school was a seething mass of 250 year 9s in casual clothes.
“My friends dared me that I wouldn’t wear this, so I am!” He tossed his dreads and said goodbye.
He waited to cross the road. From the car I could see the other kids.. how first a few heads, then more and more turned to watch him. It was hilarious. His friends were practically rolling on the ground. It was a beautiful moment.
I love the way that he simply doesn’t care what other people think.