Every day begins the identical: I greet the scholars, “Good morning, youngsters”; the youngsters reply, “Good morning, Missus Bloodaxe.”
I’ve them sit “criss-cross Ragnarok” for attendance. Attendance is a problem. There are seven Leifs and a half-dozen Gunhilds.
Time for language class! The extra superior college students write primary sentences of their workbooks: “The—canine—says—woof” and “The—villager—screams—aarrrrrgggghhh!”
The remainder of the youngsters follow the alphabet by singing their ᚤᛒᛈs, whereas I accompany on the brand new conflict drum that I purchased out of pocket.
(The pinnacle on my outdated drum broke and I requested Principal Torsten the Low cost for a substitute. “Sorry, not within the funds.” By some means he discovered the funds for his new wolf-pelt toupée however no matter.)
Subsequent up, math: To be taught primary numeracy, I ask the youngsters to rely the branches of the world tree connecting all of the recognized realms. All 9 of them. 9 is the most important quantity.
Uh-oh, I have to put among the youngsters on time-out. It appears they’ve been bullying Leif 4: calling him names, taking his lunch farthings, doing the blood eagle on him. It’s not a lot the brutal execution methodology that I disapprove of, whereby the ribs are severed out the again; it is that they didn’t ask permission.
Recess! The youngsters’s favourite recreation is seize the flag. It will get slightly aggressive. Many are wounded, Leifs 2 and 5 are killed. Father or mother-teacher evening goes to suck.
After recess, the youngsters are thirsty and I hand out drinks: apple juice in a human cranium. They’re from this Viking juice firm, Capri-Solar—the title is brief for decapritation.
Some unhappy information as our class pet, Halvor the Hamster, handed away this morning. The youngsters stage an lovable and touching hamster funeral, burying him in an enormous ship with spectacular treasures.
The youngsters are nonetheless upset and ask if they’ll sacrifice Leif 1 to hurry Halvor’s passage to Valhalla. I usually don’t approve of classmate sacrifice, however of all the youngsters, Halvor preferred Leif 1 greatest. So simply this as soon as.
For arts and crafts, the youngsters make building paper conflict helmets. A enjoyable little twist I counsel is so as to add aptitude with stickers: “Cute rainbow, Olaf,” I say. “Good gore-spattered wolf, Sigrid.”
(I’ll provide you with three guesses whether or not arts-and-crafts provides additionally come out of pocket. Sincere to Odin, I’ve bought half a thoughts to shove that toupée down Principal Torsten’s silly throat.)
The helmets end up lovable! Even cuter than their pipe-cleaner swords from final week.
Time for a subject journey! I’ve the youngsters seize their helmets and swords and get in line so as from most to least barbarous.
They stroll single-file from the classroom to the large orange warship exterior. The ship driver is the scariest Viking of all, Brimlad the Disagreeable.
“Sit down and shaddup,” she instructions. The youngsters don’t make a peep the entire voyage. It’s essentially the most relaxed I’ve been all week.
The youngsters love each second of their journey to the peasant village, from visiting the huts, to assembly the townsfolk, to burning the huts and slaughtering the townsfolk. Leifs 3 and 6 are killed, however Leif 7 will get a gold star for Most Improved Plunderer.
Again at college, it’s story time. I learn to the youngsters from Livid Thor And The Man In The Yellow Helm. On this story, The Man In The Yellow Helm provides to take Thor from his dwelling in Asgard to see the large metropolis. This makes Thor livid, so he drives his hammer into the person’s yellow helm, crushing his cranium and dashing out his brains. It’s the youngsters’s favourite story, far more than Inexperienced Eggs and Heimdall.
The place does the time go? It’s the tip of the day, and the dad and mom’ warships begin to arrive exterior the varsity. I say goodbye to the youngsters and ship them dwelling with their crafts and plunder, which they’ll’t wait to indicate off. Seeing them so stuffed with pleasure, I’m reminded why I bought into instructing within the first place.
However the day doesn’t finish there for Missus Bloodaxe, oh no. On my method dwelling, I swing by Viking Walmart to purchase extra pipe cleaners and skulls for the classroom. Fucking funds cuts.
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