not said a copy but had confiscated one from a group of giggling students
Que apart from the bellous and revolting picture, the school had never done
anything like this before and it must stop immediately. There was no second
edition. While I was happy that the editorial team had worked hard, I can't say
the school itself had a work ethos. When I first set homework, the outcome was
few hastily screwed lines, the result of five minutes spent without thought or ft
There was a general disaste for reading and writing, although students loved
and drama This deaty was the norm, and it was evident from the exam resu
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entertainment, a run-away success with the parents, which gave me a real buzz!
I also allowed the senior students to produce a school magazine with a gaudy for
page that screamed 'Actionl' at its sleepy readers. It made fun of certain individu
and there was an uproarious photo of the deputy head looking like a Romana
in front of her geography class. School rules were denounced as tyrannical, and
The magazine sold out like a flash of lightning: this was immediately followed by:
ferocious thunderstorm. I was hauled up before the furious deputy head, who had
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My first year of teaching
In this passage, the writer describes her early experiences as a teacher.
I'd been in my first secondary teaching post for a year. I was happy because my
relationship with the students seemed good. They were well-mannered and did
what I asked them, obediently and with occasional enthusiasm. From the start,
something about the school ethos had seemed wrong. Perhaps it was best sureng
up by a colleague who advised me: 'Keep your head down. Never volunteer for
anything - and forget the homework. It only creates more marking!
Well, I didn't keep
my head down. At the very rare staff meetings, I made chirpy
suggestions for making the school more lively, and encountered plenty of scows
When I asked about drama productions I was met with a shocked response. We
tried one once and it was a flop. The kids wouldn't rehearse
and when we turned
the lights on, the electricity blew up. So I wrote and produced an end-of-term
can't say that many teachers bothered to attend.
the the ugly uniform.
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