Teaching is often considered to be a vocation rather than a job. I would have to say that I have to agree with this. When I started down the road to becoming a teacher I really didn’t know what I wanted to do or be. I told my parents I’d give it a go but if it wasn’t for me then I’d quit by Christmas and get a job to pay some rent. Needless to say, I absolutely loved it. I was lucky to land in a great department with a great PT for my first teaching practice and then have that consolidated with another great PT, but with a completely different style, for my second placement. My third placement, well it wasn’t a good fit for me – too old school.
My NQT is applying for jobs at the moment and I gave him some of my old applications to have a look at. He came back and said “what I really liked about your applications, something I’ve never really seen on an application form before, is that you write “I love being a teacher””. It’s true. Teaching is both one of the hardest, most heartbreaking careers there is but at the same time is one of the most fun and rewarding. I suppose it depends on your mindset and the culture you endeavour to create.
I became a PT in June 2013 on my son’s 1st birthday. I couldn’t quite believe it and spent the summer holidays stressing about it. I can’t say I’ve loved every second of it, but I have loved the challenge, the shift in perspective and the small modicum of control over what happens – to have the ability to create a scheme of work from scratch with an aim to engaging and inspiring young people is a privilege. This blog is about some of things I do, have done and abandoned, and want to do. It will include successes and failures, those who inspire me, those who encourage me, those who accompany me on my journey, those who challenge me to be better.
I hope you can get something from this that you can try yourselves and if not, I hope you enjoy walking this road with me.