The one about being on time. π
One day, I was working in a new school I’d never been to before from my education agency. It was a winter’s early drizzly morning outside which meant it was still dark outside. Reception was closed so the people who let me in pointed me to the staff room. The headteacher came in and assigned me a class before he left early.
Someone else came in much later and asked me if I came from an agency. I said yes.
She asked what class I would be working with and I told her, year four.
Later as we were leaving the staff room, someone’s mother started screaming and shouting that she came to work with year four. She was being really loud and tried to drag the bannister on the stairs with me till she was restrained. She now told them her name and her agency and that she was sent to work with year four instead of me.
They then asked me and I told them my name and my agency name and offered to show them my id. I also told them, I spoke to the head teacher himself in the morning and he had asked me to work with year four that morning and gave me the teacher’s name.
That’s the day I saw with my own two eyes that the Lord is my shepherd.
Luckily, at assembly time much later, I found out the school had sent out for three different staff members so they’d taken her to a different classroom. She walked past me quietly this time.
I used the breakfast program and after school clubs at my children’s schools after that and got sent to that school a lot that year. I think I worked in year five much later. I started questioning people’s motives more and never saw that woman again. I also never gave out privileged information to stragglers again.

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