It’s half-term at last. The bells are ringing out for a whole week of nothing but doing whatever we please – that’s one thing for sure.
I hate to say it, but there is one downer on the whole week off school and Instagram posts of group outings and posh meals and that downer is the homework. It may be a cliche topic to choose for this week’s column, but it was coming sooner or later anyway.
Half-term homework is like a grey cloud hanging above you and the storm will only pass once you have laboured through it. What annoys me the most is that the volume of homework increases when there’s a break coming up – you go from having four bits of homework for a fortnight to eight world-saving colossal projects to do in seven days. The half-term so-called ‘break’ instead turns into a war between yourself and, well, yourself.
To do the homework or to not do the homework. It seems that is the very question.