Five and a half years into my career, I’d never been inspected by Ofsted. On a gloomy February Monday, that changed… this post describes the inspection for me as a teacher and as a middle leader: what I did (and didn’t do), how Ofsted judged my lessons and my feelings about their judgments.
Monday (Day 0) – How did I prepare to be inspected?
We had appointed a new headteacher the preceding Friday, and were ready for a quiet end to the half term, a wish shattered by a brief lunchtime meeting. The tone was tense yet light; someone did say “This is the moment we’ve all been training for,” (but it was me). I taught period 5, then began reviewing my plans for the next two days, joining the Acting Head while she updated the SEF and crunched data for a bit of mutual support. I wandered around the…
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