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I am Pascale and will be living in London for a while. You can read all about my brain-dead tourist situations, embarrassing cultural mistakes and see all the pictures and videos I make. I will also post some proper blogs about the work I do to please my parents and teachers. I'd appreciate it if you left a comment. Use the links underneath the top picture to navigate.

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This is the end, but baby, don't you cry!

Saturday, 21 May 2011 18:07

Yesterday was one of the weirdest days. Helen let me do whatever I wanted to do, go where ever I wanted to go and just basically enjoy my last day at Saint Christina's. At 10:30am I was working in Year One when suddenly Georgia came in and told me that they needed me up in the staffroom. I had to go immediately. A little confused I went up to the staffroom and found all staff, standing around the table which was set with cakes, drinks and the chocolates I had brought in the morning, all laid out. Nathalie gave a speech that all the deliciousness on show was in my honour and spoke about how amazing I had been and how they would've kept me on the school if they could, how they never expected someone 'of my quality' to come in and become a part of their staff etc etc (basically a whole load of crawling up into my ass, but I enjoyed it) and I got a present! I got a lovely designer bag from Selfridges (chosen by Alan and Helen who'd gone out shopping for me). Then I got to say a few words about how I was going to miss everyone etc. etc. and I got a round of applause before we all dug in.

At the end of the day the staff had a BBQ with lots of drinks and a karaoke machine outside on the playground. My parents came to pick me up and I got to show them around the school and introduce them to everyone. Without exception, everyone I introduced my parents to, told them how amazing I was and how they were going to miss me so much. My mum kept saying how 'good of a job' they had done -cough- but yea, anyway... we had a drink before I really said goodbye to everyone; hugs all round!

Throughout the day several staff members had been telling me to keep in touch and that whenever I'd get back to London to let them know. It's nice to hear, but at the same time I knew that people were just being nice to me. What else do you say when someone leaves, right? But then Conal, the Year 5 teacher, pulled me away from everyone and in all seriousness said that I really should keep in mind that after I finish uni, I should definitely come back for a job as a TA. He's from New Zealand and knows how British people are always so nice to your face, but how they can turn around and make nasty comments behind your back. Being polite is something that people learn to be in the UK, and not something they necessarily really mean. He explained that people haven't only been complimentary to my face, but also behind my back so that I should definitely keep Saint Christina's in mind for the future. That definitely made me think... so who knows what will happen in the future?!

After quickly packing up, leaving Bethnal Green, forgetting something, driving back and then leave again we were on our way home and didn't arrive until 1 at night. Now I'm back home in The Netherlands and I've got shit loads to unpack; seriously, how the hell have I collected so much crap over the past couple of months?! This is insane.

I guess that for now this is my last blog, but as I said before, who knows what will happen in the future.
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