Friday, 4 October 2013

And now I can breathe again.

On Wednesday, I had the practical part of my interview that I talked about in my previous post.

All I had to do was run a session for 9 children for an hour. Sounds simple enough. Until you realise that you have never even been to the town you are running the session in, let alone the school. This was obstacle number 1. So when in doubt I always turn to google and this was no exception. I goggle mapsed (that's a word right?) my directions and felt a little better. Although google told me it would take 47mins to get there I wasn't so sure. I left an hour and half which was porbably in hind sight far too long but I didn't want to be late. So when I arrived in the town an hour before I needed to be ther I found myself twiddling my thumbs for 20 minutes in side road. You'll be glad to know I was not twiddling my thumbs and drving at the same time. That could be very dangerous!

So I left myself plenty of time until that is I could lost in a crazy one way system in the middle of town and ended up having to ask in a supermarket where on earth I was going. The nice chap pointed me in the right direction and I got there with 5 minutes to spare.

Unfortunately the guys who were observing me turned up at exactly the same time so there was no chance of a 2 second calm down and sip of water before I had to start the small talk and go into the place. Thankfully another obtacle was overturned when I had brought literally everything I could ever possibly need with me. I had plenty of kit and all the paperwork. This did make me look slightly like a packhorse but I like to think I came across as organised and efficient.

We waited until the end of the school day and then it was time to start. First thing they told me was that I was going to have one child that could be a bit of handful and if there was any problem the teacher was just down the corridor. Well that sounded ominous!

Then the children started piling in. And before the session had even started I had one in tears because he wanted his mummy. First disaster (of many)! Thankfully the coach that usually takes this class said he would sort it out and not to worry. It was really nice to have him there - a bit of a reassuring presence.

But my mouth was still dry and I was still mega stressed. I knew I could do though so here goes.

It went in such a whirlwind and I changed some of my plans and I saved a few diasters and no one was hurt and we all came out of the other side. The guys observing seemed to like what I did although they told me to just chill (like I didn't know I was at a state of crazy tension throughout). They have one more person to see next week then I'll know if I got the job. Somehow through all that stress I must have done a good job because they said "the other guy will have to be exceptional to do better" but then he might be so we'll have to wait and see.

The funniest moment was when the "handful" didn't like that the other team got a point and started screaming about it. The tears stopped abruptly when I reminded the child that their team was still in the lead.

I really hope I get the job because much as the session was crazy, I really enjoyed it. I could see that they had taken on board what I had told them and understood. I love the energy they have for sport and I would love the help them enjoy that (if I can keep up). Although it stressed me out so much, I had a ball and I think the children did too. So now it's a waiting game but I look forward to it.

What new and maybe stressful thing have you done recently and did you end up actually enjoying it?

Kate xx

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