I found out today which classes I’ll be having next term, and, providing nothing changes, I’m rather happy.

Not only have my worries about not having the two class 4’s (next term’s 5’s) been assuaged, but I’ll also have the pleasure of getting back class 6.

The bi-product of these changes means only having time for 1 hebdomadal lesson with the 6-year olds. Whilst I have nothing against the younger children, I find the older pupils easier to communicate with, as they understand why they and I are there.

I never understood why I did not have English with class 5 this year. At the end of the fifth year all children in Sweden must sit a national test. To change teachers the very year they are to take their exams seems less than courteous, so I am anticipating smiles and hugs (at least from my side) when we start again in August.