Storytime-teacher lost my A-Level Photography coursework

Teacher lost my A-Level coursework

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Good evening Little ones, I've been working hard the past few days, but I miss you all so very much; so I'm here typing away. I thought that it was about time that I let you know me a little more, and by doing this, I thought that by telling you one of the most devastating stories would do the trick. Evidently, by the title of the blog post, most of you will understand why this was extremely stressful; and some of you may know how heartbreaking this situation is ... If one of you individuals have experienced this, I feel utterly sorry for you, because it breaks you down as a person.
Anyhow, I lived on and I'm now at University, if you want to know the details then have a wonder down below :).

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Background information:

First and foremost, I was in Sixth Form for three years. Not because I failed my first year but because I didn't want to carry on what I was studying in the first year. I walked out of first year with 2A's and a B ... In English, Business and Finance. SO many people have stated, "why did you change your subjects, your grades were amazing". The truth of the matter was, I wasn't happy with what I was studying, I was so depressed and lost with what I wanted to do with my life. School lead to you to believe that this was it ... What you do know embodies you into the person you will become, which in my mind meant,if you mess it up due to low grades and sluggish passion; you might as well be on the streets. The pressure and wanting to succeed lead me to pick the subjects I've always wanted to do ... And I did, even though it meant staying an extra two years in Secondary School.

I decided to go down the creative route, and selected: Photography, Media and Product Design. I adored the first year, apart from the fact that somebody destroyed my Product Design Final, which I had to drop in the end, (that'll be another Storytime). I finished the first year with an A and a B, which again, I was over the moon with, I thought my final year would be the same, but it wasn't and you'll find out why in the next section.

What happened?

Fundamentally, it was a new start to the year, in Photography we were given a topic, in this case it what surfaces, we had to find artists in which we thought used multiple surfaces in their work; it could literally be anything, as long as you could analyse and justify why and how it was relevant. I went with 4 different artists, as I could differentiate the variety of styles each photographer used; as it would give you higher marks. Being an analytical person, I thought I would do well in that aspect. We all had to find the photographers, analyse their work, respond to their work by taking images of your own, edit them and select your final pieces and analyse them. This process took several hours, and you had to do at least 3 photo-shoots, for each individual artists ... Estimations, you had to take at least 200-250 photographs for ONE artist ... And I had four. You can only imagine the amount of time I had spent on my work. 

But it wasn't about just taking the images, the way you edited your images and why was the most important factor, this is where all the marks came from. In my case I had an artist which hand embellished their photographs, just to let you know how long it took for me to edit ONE image ... 3 hours. I had to hand-sew sequins and string to an a2 piece of paper ... I had 4 of these as my final piece to one artist. After I had actually completed my work, which took 7 months it was time for our review.

This is where the teacher would modify and mark your work, I was being told from the amount of of effort I was putting in, it was worth "at least an A".

When it came to find out my predicted grade my teacher sat me down and gave me a yellow slip of paper. It stated "U". I thought that it was upside-down, or she was having a bad day, because from what they were saying, it was worth AT LEAST AN A. She then said, "Amy, I'm really sorry to inform you but your work has been misplaced, so I had to mark you down as Upgradeable".

I heart stopped beating, my hands were sweating, I went into a full panic attack ... And then stopped. So much was going through my mind, I had been working on this for 7 months, we were about to be set our exam work, we had no more time to go back to our coursework, which was worth 60% OF OUR FINAL GRADE. For once, I actually stood up to myself and swore at this teacher, I went on about how she incompetent and why this was wrong on so many levels. My work my A grade worthy and she had the nerve to not only downgrade me, but to LOOSE my work. She has always gone on about how she adored my inordinately, and how I was different from all the other students. She didn't "misplace" anyone else's work but mine ... In which I thought she kept it for herself; or she's just stupid enough that she can't track where she's kept A-LEVEL WORK!

I refused to re-start my entire project, as that meant staying up various nights ... So I cracked on with the exam work, and complained to my head of year and refused to re-do my coursework. There were threats of them kicking me out because I was being so rude to my teacher ... But come on?! She lost my work, she should lose her job! If she can't look after A-Level work then she shouldn't be a teacher, it's disgusting. I had other subjects to revise for, and this incident made my world tumble around me. 

Luckily enough my head of year reviewed my work, and said, "because it was worth an A that's what we will grade you". 

I remember walking in the last day, and stating to other students that this teacher couldn't be trusted ... With her right there. I held my head up high, and was proud when my results came in for both my A-levels, because I managed to achieve good grades, with the stress of this awful indecent. 

I now study Marketing, and I adore it. I should have just stayed studying business, but at that time in my life I wasn't interested, but now my entire life is focused on Business and Marketing. 

This is now the end of the blog post Little ones, if you have any further questions please let me know in the comment section down below! I have so many other stories to tell you about my School life! 

If any of you have gone though this, as mentioned previously I really do feel for you; but it does make you a stronger person.

I love you all so very much, see you again very soon! Merry Christmas Little ones! Stay safe and stay tuned! :) x x x 

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Story-time: Rounders ball knocked me out

Btec Sport Knockout 

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Good Morning Little ones! How have you been today? I'm about to head to a lecture but I thought that I would give you a quick story-time at a time I was seriously injured in rounders. Now that I look back at this I find it funny; but it could of been serious. Have a good time reading this, I will see you again soon Little ones :).

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BACKSTORY:

You are probably wondering what Btec Sport is, let me inform you, it's P.E (Physical Education) on steroids. People who enjoyed sports and wanted to take it seriously did this course .. And yes I did this on top of normal P.E as well. I was known as the person that would go on long runs for fun ... Yes I was one of those, and my P.E group hated me for it.
Anyhow, every term the sport changes, and this time it was going to be rounders, with PROPER rounders balls. In P.E we would use tennis balls "just encase someone got hurt". Those rules didn't apply in Btec Sport, you played the sport properly or you didn't at all ... They took it seriously in this course. In my perspective  I didn't care, I was actually quite excited, I wasn't the worst at rounders, I could hit the ball and I could run fast; which are the two main aspects in rounders. Was I intimidated that we had to use real rounders balls? No, because we knew how to play and how to play safely, plus I felt proud, simply because we were the only group that were allowed to do this. Bur that being said, you can't be stupid because there is no protective gear in rounders, so if that hits you, you are in serious trouble.
In regards to my class they were really cool, I was intimidated by some as they were really competitive, but all in all they had banter and they looked after one another. 

WHAT HAPPENED? 

It had been maybe 25 minutes into the lesson, we had been practising our fielding word, hand work and swinging technique, It was time for us to play. We were divided into two teams, the team with the most rounders wins.
How the game works is, you make the ball go as far as you can, within that time you have to run around 4 posts, if you run to the last post without anyone catching the ball, or running to get you out, you get one rounder. If the other team get you out you aren't allowed to play until the next game. Therefore the game will continue until you get EVERYONE out. But Btec sport don't mess around, you play properly or not at all, so if you are scared of the sport there is no point doing it; you have to man up.
It had been 10 minutes at least, there were three of us remaining on the batting team, I was one of them. It was my turn to bat again, I hit the ball, it wasn't my greatest shot but I managed to get to third base, I didn't score a full rounder, but I managed to get half a rounder because I had managed to get at least half-way. I was just chilling there.When the next batter hits the ball you can literally just walk to 4th base because it's so close; but you won't slow the other person down.
The other team member hits the ball, as I walk to 4th base I'm knocked out. The batter decided to change where she was going to aim the ball, but she forgot that I was walking in the same direction. That ball hit me at such a speed I was knocked out.
I remember waking up and spitting a mass amount of blood on the grass, I then started to panic because I couldn't feel my teeth, I looked up and the teacher and team was around me. I asked my teacher, "Are my teeth still there?", he just laughed and went yes Amy, but that should be the last thing to worry about right now. They helped me up and took me to the School nurse, which tried to clean my mouth and face. but she was heaving (she was scared of blood). She gave me a mass amount of tissues and said that she was going to call my Dad, of which I said, "I have an English test to go to, I can't miss it". I then run to my English lesson, still covered in blood from my sports kit. During the test my mouth was leaking blood all over the table, of which my English teacher, (which was my favourite teacher, and I was her favourite student) exclaimed, "Amy you can do this another time, get cleaned up". I just continued with my work, and left after the lesson was over. She then took me to the medical room again and called my parents herself.
I was taken home ... And the next day I came into School, and my lips looked like slugs, they were purple, bloody and blotchy. It has looked like I got lip-injections that went wrong. That stayed there for a month ... An entire month. And I still played rounders after that, I wasn't backing down.

AFTERMATH:

I still continued to play the sport, I was a little nervous but I wasn't backing down from something that I loved doing. My English test went brilliantly! Managed to get an A, despite the fact I was bleeding all over the table; and making my classmates cringe at the sight of me.

It's also made me a stronger person, because when I look back at it, I was so brave, I did that, I manged to get up and take an exam after that. It does change my outlook, because if I'm feeling down I just think about this time, I could do it then, I can do it now :).

This is now the end of the blog post, I hope you enjoyed this and take some inspiration from it. I look back at it now and it was funny, but also frightening at the same time, because what if that hit my head? It could have been a different story. 

Anyhow, I love you all so very much! Please stay safe and stay tuned! I will see you again with another blog post soon :) x x x 

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Story time-Drama at work

iPhone 7 stolen from me

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Good morning everyone, did you have a goodnight sleep? As promised yesterday I have a story time for you! Which also happened recently, 2 days recently! From the title of this blog post you can tell that it's going to be one hell of a story; of which happened to me. Very shocking and scary, but I might as well talk about it and inform you guys what's happening in my life :).
If this has happened to you how did you get over it? Or what would you do if this happened to you?
Let's cut to the chase and get on with the blog post.

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BACKSTORY:

Fundamentally, I have been working in a phone shop for 3 weeks now,, but I've been with the company for nearly 3 months; due to the training. I had never been told about theft, but I just assumed that it might happen, merely because we are dealing with phone. Any how, I've enjoyed my time here, I love my job and I can't wait to go back tomorrow; as hard as my job is, it gives me great satisfaction to know that I've sold high end problems; and helped various people along the way. 

This being said, I live in a town where stealing is unheard of, especially in this way shape and form. I have also never witnessed anything like this before hand either. 

WHAT HAPPENED:

Profoundly, I was sat down serving a customer, I had just gone through what phone they wanted, and I was discussing what price plan would be perfect for their personal life. I then grabbed the phone, iPhone 7 32g in gold; that was the phone the gentleman wanted. I took down all his personal details, got the boring part out of the way ... I was about to run though the contract when I felt someone push past me, I was really knocked back. I then looked at my table and the person that had just ran past me took the iPhone 7 off the table. I was absolutely gobsmacked ... I thought it was a joke at first, I just assumed that he was going to come back; but he didn't. As soon as the realization hit me I broke down in panic, I thought, 'what if he had a knife' ... All these thoughts came back and forth; I couldn't think straight. It wasn't until I noticed that my manger wasn't in store anymore, he had ran out to catch the criminals. No one else knew what to do, so I spammed the theft button on our security system; seconds later several security guards arrived, I told them what happened and they took it from there. 10 minutes flew by and my manager and other colleague came back, they were panting like mad, with nothing but disappointment on their face. They had slipped away under the radar... My manager soon after blacklisted the phone, so the crooks couldn't even use them if they wanted to.
Everything continued as normal, I was looking over my shoulder for the time being, and I think I will do for the rest off my days, something like that doesn't disappear overnight.
It was around 4:30 and 3 police officers arrived, I just assumed my manager called them earlier on. I was taken back again, they were all so tall, they were giants! Big friendly giants, They took everyone to one side and asked for statements. I then learnt that because I was physically touched I had to go down to the police station and make a proper statement. My manager also had to do the same, even though he didn't see the incident, he had to make a statement, simply because he is the manager of the store. 2 hours went by and my statement was done, they said that I would have to attend court and tell my side of the story; which I was more than happy with as I saw what happened confidently. It was time to head home and I arrived in style ... A police van. The person that drove me home was lovely, he had such banter it was unreal.
The robbery is still on going, it only happened two days ago, they will be in further contact with me to see what happens next, I will evidently keep you all up to date with what happens next.

This is now the end of my blog post! This was another dramatic one, I hope you enjoyed it! Something to read right? ;)
I hope you have a good day, tell me what you get up to in the comment section down below or on my social media. I love you all so very much, stay safe and stay tuned Little ones :). x x x