A couple of years ago, I was invited to meet the leaders of the Education faculty of a British university, with a view to teaching part-time on their PGCE course. This came as something of a surprise, to say the least – but it was, I gather, the result of my collected public writings on education stretching back quite some time now.
I shall never really know what they thought of me, because a combination of my still-poor mental health and a subsequent restructuring of the faculty meant that the prospect never came to anything. But it remains an intriguing thought.
Teacher training does not have a good name: for decades it remained the retreat of perpetual students seeking ways to avoid having to leave the shelter of academia – many I knew on P.G.C.E. had little intention of entering teaching, even before they saw what it involved. I suspect…
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