On Friday, the external assessor lady is checking out my dyslexia course. We've all had to hand in all of our assignments, assessments, lesson plans and resources. Today I got an email saying that the assessor lady has picked me as the victim she would like to talk to. I can hardly say no, but she's just going to think that I'm a jibbering loon. No change from normal, I suppose!
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
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