Diary of an Assistant Mistress Read Online Free
Author: Teri Power
to me about the old ladies who hang around the shop all day waiting for goods to reach their use-by dates so they can pick them up cheap. I suppose it is cheaper than heating their own homes.
I was half way through typing up the minutes for the NUT when my C64 went on the blink. I took it straight around to the computer repair centre in the High Street where they tried to persuade me I need an AT (costing about ten times as much as the C64) which can run industry standard software.
Since even the school cannot afford ATs I tried to persuade them to repair the C64 which they cannot do - they claim "Yer can't get the chips, love." which is a little odd because Dell are still selling this machine new and don't tell potential buyers that it is unrepairable.
I then tried a backstreet repairer in Crawley who apparently can get the chips, the high street shop were really interested in selling ATs not repairing micros. The round trip to Crawley took up most of the rest of the day but I was able to watch Derek repairing the C64 which was not only educational but made sure that it was done right away.
The curse is more or less lifted so it was back to normal with James and Victor, except that poor old Victor experienced a total battery failure which was a shame but quite funny. It was also good for James's ego because his batteries were still full of juice.
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Sunday 24th January
Nothing happened. Twice.
There is a story in the paper in which a fiftysomething male teacher tries to explain a naked 14 year old girl in his wardrobe to a suspicious wife. This must have taxed his inventiveness a bit. How about: She missed a homework and this is a punishment...or... It's a project on old furniture and she wanted to keep her clothes clean or perhaps Well I was shagging her and we thought you might be upset
If he goes to prison he will find out all about the further reaches of sex I expect.
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Monday 25th January
This morning the notice board had a list of forthcoming assemblies and guess what? I am now down to do an assembly on Christian Aid. Shall I
a) change it to an assembly on Christians and Aids?
b) Talk about Sabra and Chatilah - where Christian militiamen gave aid to Palestinian women and children with machine guns?
c) Go ahead and do the assembly straight (no!)
Of course both (a) and (b) are simply ways of handing in my notice but (c) is out of the question. I wish someone other than George was our NUT rep because I am going to need official support if I am going to stop doing assemblies altogether.
After all, the law now insists that assemblies should be "wholly or mainly Christian" and I am not "wholly or mainly Christian" so I fail to see why I should participate.
I have put my views in writing to Torquemada and made two copies which George and myself now have. I discussed the whole thing with George and he was as supportive as someone with considerable personal ambition can be.
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Tuesday 26th January
In my pigeon hole this morning there was a lengthy wordprocessed memo from Torquemada in which he (who is not my head of department, nor my superior, except in the sense of being white and male!) instructs me to take the assembly on Christian Aid because it is not possible for him to change his schedule now.
I have dissuaded George from contacting the Regional NUT office because we both know that they would tell us that we can do nothing, should do nothing, must do nothing for the honour of the Profession we love.
I met Torquemada at break in the staffroom and told him that when the white man came to Africa we owned all the land and he had the Bible, now he owns all the land and we have the Bible. He retorted, "I thought you weren't Efrican." and swept off.
We have an appointment to see the Head after school tomorrow.
I took the precaution of seeing Peter, the head's eyes and ears, after school in his office. He took the opportunity to ask me to sort out a networking problem they are having with
I was half way through typing up the minutes for the NUT when my C64 went on the blink. I took it straight around to the computer repair centre in the High Street where they tried to persuade me I need an AT (costing about ten times as much as the C64) which can run industry standard software.
Since even the school cannot afford ATs I tried to persuade them to repair the C64 which they cannot do - they claim "Yer can't get the chips, love." which is a little odd because Dell are still selling this machine new and don't tell potential buyers that it is unrepairable.
I then tried a backstreet repairer in Crawley who apparently can get the chips, the high street shop were really interested in selling ATs not repairing micros. The round trip to Crawley took up most of the rest of the day but I was able to watch Derek repairing the C64 which was not only educational but made sure that it was done right away.
The curse is more or less lifted so it was back to normal with James and Victor, except that poor old Victor experienced a total battery failure which was a shame but quite funny. It was also good for James's ego because his batteries were still full of juice.
----
Sunday 24th January
Nothing happened. Twice.
There is a story in the paper in which a fiftysomething male teacher tries to explain a naked 14 year old girl in his wardrobe to a suspicious wife. This must have taxed his inventiveness a bit. How about: She missed a homework and this is a punishment...or... It's a project on old furniture and she wanted to keep her clothes clean or perhaps Well I was shagging her and we thought you might be upset
If he goes to prison he will find out all about the further reaches of sex I expect.
----
Monday 25th January
This morning the notice board had a list of forthcoming assemblies and guess what? I am now down to do an assembly on Christian Aid. Shall I
a) change it to an assembly on Christians and Aids?
b) Talk about Sabra and Chatilah - where Christian militiamen gave aid to Palestinian women and children with machine guns?
c) Go ahead and do the assembly straight (no!)
Of course both (a) and (b) are simply ways of handing in my notice but (c) is out of the question. I wish someone other than George was our NUT rep because I am going to need official support if I am going to stop doing assemblies altogether.
After all, the law now insists that assemblies should be "wholly or mainly Christian" and I am not "wholly or mainly Christian" so I fail to see why I should participate.
I have put my views in writing to Torquemada and made two copies which George and myself now have. I discussed the whole thing with George and he was as supportive as someone with considerable personal ambition can be.
----
Tuesday 26th January
In my pigeon hole this morning there was a lengthy wordprocessed memo from Torquemada in which he (who is not my head of department, nor my superior, except in the sense of being white and male!) instructs me to take the assembly on Christian Aid because it is not possible for him to change his schedule now.
I have dissuaded George from contacting the Regional NUT office because we both know that they would tell us that we can do nothing, should do nothing, must do nothing for the honour of the Profession we love.
I met Torquemada at break in the staffroom and told him that when the white man came to Africa we owned all the land and he had the Bible, now he owns all the land and we have the Bible. He retorted, "I thought you weren't Efrican." and swept off.
We have an appointment to see the Head after school tomorrow.
I took the precaution of seeing Peter, the head's eyes and ears, after school in his office. He took the opportunity to ask me to sort out a networking problem they are having with
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