A Day in the Life of a Supply Teacher

"Miss, just so you know, we don't do any work for
Supply's"
Not the politest welcome but accurate and observant. I
really do need to remember today, power walking in
heels and a pencil skirt that I can hardly breathe in
was, as I just found out, near impossible.
“Miss, just so you know, we don’t do any work for
Supply’s”.
The work set for the lesson is a pile of A4 white paper
and instruction saying, ‘Design a French poster’.
It turns out the teacher has had to leave in for an
emergency. I look down at my timetable... Year 9.
“She’s off quite a bit, Miss, she’s pregnant. Sick all the
time. She puked last lesson when James Marshall took
his tuna and mayonnaise sandwich out of his bag and
dropped it all over the floor. When are you due, Miss? Is
it a girl or a boy?”
Okay, I’m 100% not wearing this skirt again and I’m
going to the gym on the way home - my youngest is 8!
An hour of conversations about nail art and Love Island,
and some impressive paper aeroplanes, and the bell
rings for break.