Thank God it's Friday

17th March 2006 at 00:00
Monday As rehearsals run into yet another hour, I wonder how 28 tightly rehearsed pupils, billowing jewel-coloured sari fabric in front of their faces, are ever going to look spontaneous on film. For the whole of this week, a production company has transformed our school into a film set, under the direction of former Bollywood choreographer Chix Chandaria, with my Year 8s as the increasingly diva-esque stars.

Tuesday I'm having trouble persuading the girls that although their garish orange, red and violet outfits might not figure in the latest Topshop collection, they will look stunning on film. I have to stop them upsetting the costume designer with their sarcastic expressions as she pulls out another beautiful, but colour-clashing combination.

Wednesday My mother-in-law's funeral today, so I leave the Mumbai-style madness in the hands of our head of expressive arts. Filming starts this morning. The previously self-contained buzz in the drama studio bursts out into the corridors as the entire school realises something exciting has been happening off their radar. I miss visits from London Tonight and BBC Asian Network crews, but hear it all goes well.

Thursday Two student teachers stop me from going under today. At 7.30am, a minibus arrives to take the crew to the town hall. The God-sent Una and Gill and I herd the hyper kids in full costume on to the bus to join them.

We make it, only for the nursery to ring to tell me my one-year-old boy has a stomach upset and needs collecting. It's back on the bus to pick up my car, fly across town and back to the town hall, this time with a grizzling baby attached.

Friday Tadgh is still off nursery, so we arrive together at school, bleary-eyed, at 7am. Before lunch, the ever-professional crew tie up the scenes around school and then it's back on the bus to film more scenes in the market. I have to shout at a small noisy group and feel awful when my little boy thinks I'm yelling at him. But I feel much worse later in the day when, halfway through an interview with Sky News, I notice a small pool of sick on my shoulder.

Kate Chadwick Kate Chadwick is a drama teacher at Little Ilford school, Newham, east London. If you have a diary to share (no more than 450 words), write to TES Friday, Admiral House, 66-68 East Smithfield, London E1W 1BX or email We pay for every article we publish

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