Wednesday, 25 May 2016

Last day of teaching...

So it was my final day today. I had P1 with year 10s and it wasn't terrible. They gave me a bunch of flowers at the end and a card which they had all signed. It was really sweet. My year 8s all told me sweet things before I left which was also nice. It was a good day.

I felt sick though throughout the day. It is always after the chaos that it hits. I feel like an avalanche of emotions is going to pummel me this summer.

In our group chat, someone said that we shouldn't underestimate what an amazing achievement this is and because I need to aim to be more kind to myself, I am trying to internalise this. I have achieved something great. In 9 months I have become a 'teacher' (although I don't actually get QTS for a month or two I think). Teaching is not for the faint-hearted. It is not a way out or an answer. It is hard work and you make the decision every day to carry on doing it. There are days when you can and days when you can't, days when you're numb and days when you're in between.

I have made it through. And that is no mean feat. Last September, I couldn't see me standing there at the front of a class and now I'm at the other side.

Hi-5 T!

You did it.


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