Go on! Have a laugh!
There is something quite magical about laughter.
Thoughts, comments, ideas and pause for thought from members of our school and extended community.
There is something quite magical about laughter.
There are days that are sent to test us. We’ve all experienced them. The series of unfortunate events begins to unfold early – usually a coffee spill on a crisp white shirt, or toothpaste on your tie. You then leave your phone on the kitchen counter, and only realise this when you are too far down the road to turn back… And then THAT e-mail… It sends you over the edge and sets in motion the perfect storm to throw the whole day off course.
The first book I can remember being read to me is Peter and Wendy, and it sparked in me a love of reading that has lasted a lifetime. I was obsessed with the story of Peter Pan and his band of Lost Boys, and to my absolute delight, my parents took me to see the play when I was about five years old. I can remember every detail of that performance, and I still take great delight in watching the play whenever it pops up locally.
The call we have been waiting for, for almost two years, finally came on Monday morning. Inspection is something that stirs both dread, and a sense of challenge in any school community: dread because every detail of your practice is scrutinised; and challenge, because you need to use the opportunity to showcase everything that your school, and its community is doing to ensure that children are given the best possible opportunities to succeed.
This year’s Children’s Mental Health Week has had ‘Let’s Connect’ as its theme, and boys have been challenged to demonstrate random acts of kindness to promote healthy relationships. Some of the Junior classes have also explored the relationships in their own lives in PSHEe lessons, where they read the story, The Invisible String by Patrice Karst, which highlights the invisible thread of love that connects us all to those we care for and hold dear.
I attended a fantastic conference yesterday, where the daughter of well-known educationalist, Sir Ken Robinson, who sadly passed away in 2020, presented a keynote address entitled Imagine If… .
There is very little that can compare with the joy of waking up to an early winter’s morning game drive in the Karoo (a semi-desert region in South Africa). It’s the gentle crackling of frost underfoot, and the stinging sensation of the cold touching your cheeks that adds to the exhilaration of being out before the sun has risen. And then it’s the drive itself… The slow, steady chugging of the Land Rover’s diesel engine, whilst being swaddled in warm ponchos, creates a somnambulatory mood, where each sighting, and each beautiful vista appears as something out of a dream.
Running Holiday Clubs for Scripture Union in South Africa was one of the first places where I learnt the value of being part of a community. Each school and university holiday was punctuated by youth camps, where children from all walks of life could come and be a part of something really positive and meaningful, and for many, these times were life-changing. So much of the work we did back then was unpaid. In fact, there were times when we had to pay our own way to be a part of the programmes we were running, but somehow, we all felt richer for having being part of the team.
The use of the term ‘flourishing’ has proliferated in recent years, and can come across as being quite glib.
Complementary or contradictory statements? I have found the phrase, ‘Nothing is forever’, an especially comforting phrase over the years.
'Anger management’ is a bit of a misnomer, isn’t it? The whole point is that anger is a strong emotion: visceral, real, explosive, and often spontaneous. We can all have problems with it from time to time – ‘He has a short fuse’ and ‘Where did that come from?’
I was reading recently about trends in wellbeing. It was interesting to find out the range of topical issues that are informing policymakers and leaders (Source: Global Wellness Institute).