I need a holiday.


I have just finished two hours of teaching my little munchkins (insert here, little horrors) to be honest I love them all, especially the mischievous ones. I guess because I was and still am a little mischievous. At the moment I am trying to relax in the local restaurant and trying to ready myself for this afternoons lessons. Unfortunately, someone has allowed the tattooed waitress to choose the music… Pasta and Trance music, just what I wanted.

Please not trance music, I need an hour of chill time.

Today Paula, aged five showed me her new hairstyle, self administrated at home with a pair of her mum’s scissors. Halfway through today’s lesson I turned to Paula and with my fluent Italian, ok my poor Italian… I asked her, with a stern face and voice if she could be good for me. With eyes sparkling full of mischief she replied NO! I managed not to smile or crack up laughing..

This is not Paula, but you get the idea.

Because of the Covid pandemic, the teachers are paranoid of sticky little fingers and exploding noses, can someone please tell me why children have such a fascination with their noses and their friends noses?

My day normally goes something like. Mario, take your finger out of your nose, Mario, take your finger out of Maria’s nose. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE DON’T EAT IT!!!!

Pick one for me!

I will be honest, this is probably one of my children, if not this year then next year.

For sure this child will be in next years class

While I finish my pasta while listening to trance music, I will leave you with this photo. Because the little girl on the right, is the type of child I love to teach.

Bye for now.

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