The IT Girl
Being such a small and cosy school, we don’t have the luxury of employing an ICT teacher. We have many ICT-competent folk, and even a teacher with a degree in things computery-wizardry. As well as having no ICT teacher we’re also lacking an ICT-Bod who is capable of doing the fixing of all things technical. Oh, we have a darling admin lady, but despite doing her best to get to the root of the problem, her knowledge is woeful.
Because of this I have unofficially taken on the role of IT Girl, but only amongst the more worthy members of staff. And those that know of my amazing self-taught computery ability, which in all truthfulness is only a select few.
Your tables are too big? Your margins aren’t equal? You don’t know how to do what?! There’s only one solution to your horrid techy problem …
The IT Girl!
Not a day goes by where someone doesn’t toddle by and request my help. I’ve even been asked to be solely responsible for the school website (let’s hear a WooHoo!), and I am looking forward to getting my teeth into that project, once my husband has uploaded the appropriate software to the new laptop that we don’t yet have.
I feel the need to make myself some clothing to don when help is requsted. Perhaps a cape in a shocking shade of pink, and matching stripey tights. I’m sure there is room to spin round in the cupboard, as long as I promise not to disturb the creepy spiders, with their creepy, straggly webs which drape alluringly over the binding machine.
My only gripe is that I currently have to teach the damn subject … Pffft. It’s a hobby, not a career!
*sigh*
