A very special boy

Today was my second last time at Oblate Primary School, and I was pleasently surprised with my class of 4B's and C's who read "English is Fun" which I might add is not much fun for most of them so far, but today was different. I was so proud of them.( I love them sooo much)   so instead of reading more, I took the liberty of doing something different with them,  we played word games, which was more difficult than I thought, but once they got the hang of it, it was fun for them.

Then I said now we've played word games, we have to sing a happy song, (do you know a happy song?) total blank faces and a shake of the head, but I said yes you do, you all sang a happy song at Mass on Monday. Bingo!  Shy smiles and coy looks at each other.
We then sang Alleluia complete with hand movements, at first the little hands didn't lift of the table, but they got into the joy of it, it was a joy to behold.

They left the room so happy, (and one very happy volunteer) one lot said we don't want to go back to class, ( such a change)
But But there's more, my last group when I asked if they knew a happy song, and when some were shaking their heads, one little bloke said yes I know one, and he started singing the Our Father, the others then  joined in, I tell you it brought a tear to my eye.
 My time has been rewarded with that little episode. I don't know if I'll do the same next week coz I don't want to spoil the memory.


This a photo of Rebecca one of my beautiful grand-daughters.

I have no others to share today

Now today was another story altogether, we started our packing and what a nightmare that is, how I'm going to fit everything in I don't know. I think we may just squeeze it all in somehow!

We then decided to go to see Marigold Hotel, it took us over a halve hr to find the cinema, and then to find out we were at the wrong one, GRRRR!, so then we walked through the markets yet again, and then home I was very disappointed, but we still might get there on Saturday after work.