Impostor Syndrome

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It’s like the academic version of an extensional crisis. It often happens at 4 a.m. the night before an essay deadline, but in this case it was in the middle of a busy Costa when doing my PPW. * You begin to ask yourself: ‘How did I get here? I know nothing. They’ve made some horrible mistake. I WILL NEVER BE A TEACHER!’ Yes, these are the questions that plagued me as I sat hyperventilating over half a blueberry muffin and the dregs of a latte. I’d filled my head with all these lovely ideas from great teachers; I just couldn’t imagine how I was going to become a great teacher myself, or how I was going to complete the PPW for that matter.

At this moment reason kicked in. I took a deep breath, I went for a walk and I phoned a friend who has been a teacher…

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  1. Thanks for the reblog.

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