I feel like a butterfly: finally free. No more wriggling around eating nothing but green leaves. (Or, one piece of chocolate cake, one ice-cream cone, one pickle, one slice of Swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake and one slice of watermelon…if you’re a very hungry progressive caterpillar.) No longer am I constricted by a cocoon of my own making. I have stretched out my wings and I now fly unfettered.
I put this new sense of liberation down to two key things:
- Life after levels.
- The new curriculum.
Life after levels has been an absolute gift to the education profession. I’ll admit, I had my doubts at first, but on reflection, I think it may well be the saviour of ‘professionalism’ within the education community. The reason for this is that it has allowed us to think deeply about…
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