Wolves In Radical Clearout
Craig Carbone, the 54-year old American, has been appointed manager today, in a shocking turnabout.
“We must start thinking about next season, and Björn just did not fit in with our plans”, announced Wolves’ manager, Jon R.
“It’s great to be in Switzerland”, said Carbone to a puzzled Swedish press. “Whilst I’ve never heard of Stockholm Wolves, I’m reasonably certain they know some of the rules, like not picking up the ball with your hands unless you’re a goalkeeper, or if it’s a throw-in.”
The Future Looks Bright(er)
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.
Freya’s First Year School Assesment
Freya is a charming and capable girl who has a joyous personality and is loaded with potential. She radiates a desire for learning and consequently picks up new information quickly. She is kind, friendly and helpful to all her friends, but however has closer preferences to Jack.
Freya has grown in confidence and is a respected member of the group and has no problem expressing her likes and dislikes. She has a good understanding of what is acceptable and unacceptable, although this does not always prevent her from being easily influenced by others.
We can consider that Freya takes English as a second language. In spite of the fact that she prefers to communicate in Swedish most of the time, she does not show any kind of difficulties in learning both languages. She has a good understanding of both and is able to express herself with ease. She seems to enjoy herself when she is able to communicate or establish a conversation with a teacher.
The use of Freya’s fine and gross motor skills is age appropriate. However, although her skills in eating (using a knife and fork), dressing and undressing are very good and very creative, still, she demonstrates the need for more practice so as to help her increase her control and coordination.
Freya is more than ready to be exposed to new fields and challenges. She has shown great progress in all aspects. She has been a great inspiration for us all and has charmed us with her sweet presence. We wish her the best on her new step in life in moving to the Butterflies.
Waiting Is Amost As Painful As My Arm
I arrived at the hospital this morning at 6.30, to avoid the long waiting-time that I’d experienced yesterday. I’d been in relatively little pain, but it still felt like something serious enough to warrant the extra visit.
In total I was there 7 hours, of which 6 1/2 hours were spent sitting like a plum in various positions/areas waiting for specialists to ascertain what had happened. Finally I was told that I’d fractured my tibia and would need a cast.
I must admit I was slightly excited at this: I’ve never had a cast before, and I feel I should experience it once in my life. Initially the doctor said something about pulling my wrist, or finger, or something (I phased out at this point, thinking of the pain), but he came back later to give me the good news that I wouldn’t need the pain-killers, and that I could go directly to another room to have the cast applied.
The most surprising thing about the whole event is that, while my arm does hurt, having a fractured bone isn’t as painful as I’d imagined. Plus, I get some industrial-strength pain-killers for the future.
Ball-Saving Brit In Broken Arm Blunder: Exclusive!
Famed goalkeeper, Jon, ran off the field in this afternoon’s teachers vs pupils match, with a suspected broken arm.
Rated by some of the onlooking crowd of younger pupils, with such comments as “owning”, the 39-year old English keeper rushed himself to hospital to receive treatment a short time into the second half.
This has not been the first time Jon has been injured. In a similar match two years ago he fell awkwardly and, as a result, seriously damaged his foot and ankle. Despite several attempts by his manager, Jo, to seek medical assistance for this injury, Jon stupidly ignored what was obviously sound advice.
On arrival at the hospital, Jon was ushered in by waiting staff, who informed the aging star that there was a 5-6 hour wait to see the specialist.
The Brit made his way home, with the intention of trying again early tomorrow morning.