It sounds a bit silly, but what with all the different family members, it's difficult to talk candidly to colleagues about it - even if you can see it going on in front of it.
The thing is. I stay till late anyway because I'm new and IMO it's just what I need to do ATM. That doesn't mean to say that five years down the line I couldn't leave at 3.45 a couple of days a week. But it's not allowed.
I haven't complained about the lesson plans because, coming straight out of training, I thought it was normal.
Already I'm having nightmares about school. I'm not sleeping properly, I developed a twitch in my eye this morning because of the constant feeling if being on edge and it hasn't stopped yet.
The sad thing is, I enjoy the actual teaching, I really do, but the whole experience has put me off. That's part of the reason I'm teaching - because if this is normal I don't think I can cope with another fifty years. I look at the older teachers and they rarely smile, no one talks to each other for fear of it getting back to someone it wasn't meant for.