Ten months before I upped and moved to Qatar, I lost my first child in a miscarriage. After 4 years and 500 failed attempts at writing this without sounding cliché or cringe, here I am on my 31st birthday, ready to embrace the cringe. This has been a long time coming. * We're living through… Continue reading To all the children I hold close to my heart…
Now you should know that as a teacher of English there are really only two things that keep me going: the chocolate and coffee stash in my aforementioned drawers, and freakishly strong arms to carry all 'dem books and bags.
It's been exactly 12 days since we returned to Qatar and things are going great, ma sha' Allah, ma sha' Allah! I've been back at work this week and you'd best believe I'm currently like the minion on the left with my perfectly coordinated outfits, hair done, and matching snazzy earrings. Even though I know… Continue reading Back to work
As teachers all around the world will know, sometimes it feels like the world might very well end but the academic year won't. The days drag on, piles of paperwork continue appearing out of thin air and the only thing propelling you onward is 'The Last Day'. We spend so much of our careers wishing… Continue reading Ma’a Salama (Goodbye)
I'm gearing up for the first week of school except I've already had my first week at school. Confusing? Yep, I know. The school holidays work differently here because term times revolve around Islamic festivals - alhamdullilah! All staff resumed work with a staggered start: first the senior leadership team, then new starters, and finally… Continue reading My first ‘first’ week at school