Usually at this time of year I’m feeling excited about the year ahead and reenergised as gained time helps me refind a work/life balance and my passion for education after the murky depths of coursework panics & revision sessions.
But not this week.
With one A level exam to go, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of sadness and confusion. What exactly am I supposed to do with my time now?
I’ve worked relentlessly and fought passionately for my Y11 class in the 7 months I’ve taught them. They’ve occupied a lot more of my time and energy than any other class I’ve taught before. And then there’s the KS5 classes… I’ve had a hand in teaching all 4 English A Level classes this year. And it was exhausting but wonderful. They were so passionate and inspiring. Or they worked so hard to improve on dodgy Y12 attitudes…
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