The joy of teaching...

I have just spent about 2 hours ripping this display off the wall of my classroom. I say display - in my (wholly unbiased) view, it was more of an art installation utilising the power of eight kinds of tissue paper, cotton wool clouds, all manner of carefully illustrated mythical creatures and some kids' work or something... In other words: IT KICKED ASS!

Over time it became shabby and so I had to bid it a tearful farewell and send it on its way. So now I find myself brewing some new weird display idea that involves newspaper and huge printed letters. (and some children's work. That has to go up there - tut!) Why can't I just stick stuff on the wall. I have a serious problem! I need psychiatric help. So far I have covered my lower face in newspaper ink, giving me that attractive 'grubby beard' appeal and stapled my finger. Just now, I discovered that there was a gold star in my underwear. What the hell...?

Yes, the underwear is pretty trendy, but is it 'gold star' good? I don't know....