Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
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Disclaimer: this post is a bit scattered and all over the place. I don't really have anything exciting to share, this is more just me checking in because it's been a while! Tomorrow is my birthday. Well, actually, it's my birthday right now but the UK hasn't quite made it there. So I celebrated today by making it snow and giving us a half day, spending the afternoon making chocolate afghans instead of yelling at Year 9s. I look back on the person I was four years ago as a bright faced, enthusiastic teacher who would prep 2 hours for every 1 hour lesson, who swore she would never yell at students, and I laugh at myself. Treat them with respect, and they will return it, was always my philosophy. In my naivety it had never occurred to me that sometimes yelling was the only way to be loud enough to get their attention. But anyway, I'll save that reflection for another time. I love chocolate afghans. Mostly I think because I have inherited a love of butter and the...