War and peace - you only need to glance at the telly to know there's plenty around, always has been.
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I've just finished reading the epic Tolstoy novel "War and Peace" set in Russia in the early 1800s.
This literary journey includes massive armies on the march, good manners, power struggles, families fighting in drawing rooms, ladies dressing up, plenty of relationship dramas, bad manners and a smattering of frostbite to finish it off.
Simply another day at the office as far as I can tell, and totally relatable. Don't forget, I currently share my home with three teenage daughters, so a lack of drama is a problem I seldom suffer.
After months of "social isolation" - a term that should never be associated with young women and an expectation of good mental health - the past fortnight has included a change of routine for us.
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My Year 12 student returned to school full time ... hooray! My Year 10 student undertaking Year 12 subjects returned to school for two lessons a day at a variety of times ... tricky.
My Year 8 student remained in a full-time "remote learning" environment ... overwhelmed.
I returned to work outside the home, tried to run a Year 10 student around at crazy times and spent every other minute hounding a Year 8 student at home ... boo, hiss!
This coming week, everyone returns to school full-time. Let me hear an "Amen" people! Bring on the routine.
My poor 13-year-old daughter survived the lonely task of struggling through the work set for her online, whilst enduring my panic attacks when I thought she hadn't achieved enough.
What do you mean you've only done two Math sheets in the past four hours?
How is it possible that you are still working on the Science quiz?
It's Thursday today, Thursday!
That's the day before Friday when everything is due.
Have you sent in a picture of the changes to your English essay?
No, you need to tick all the boxes in the Dance project; energy and flow ... an example of each, see?
Okay, I see. I'm wrong, you're right. I'm 'war', you're 'peace'.
Goodness gracious, won't she be happy to go back to the peace of school, she won't get to pick her battles but she won't be at war with me.
