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Growing up and the teachers that inspired

When you were growing up did you know what you wanted to be or did you just go with the flow? Was there a teacher that inspired you or one you hated?

It’s all changed so much these days, our children think we are old and complete dinosaurs when we talk about our school experiences.

We recently watch Sara Cox going Back in Time for School. A great program and one we could all relate to. However, when I told the girls that I didn’t use a computer at school… well, what can I say? They sat there in complete disbelief.
It got me thinking though, we all go on about how much things change but the speed these days is quite alarming. It’s exactly 20 years ago that I got my first computer. I was 21. Dial up was slow and cost a fortune. Now we get shouts of frustration if a page won’t load in a few seconds.

Inspiring times

Teachers aren’t praised nearly enough. We all remember the one we hated but what about the ones that inspired us? Now before you take great pity on me, I was more likely to find my head in a book than play computer games (and still am still the same). I love english and drama growing up. However, these teachers were a mixed bunch. I am very sure it wasn’t always there fault 🤣 but I do remember one that had written me off from the start.

But this is not what I want to talk about. I want to talk about the next english teacher I got. She found my strengths and taught me how to play to them. My clarinet teacher too was someone I felt treated me like an adult and was always there for me. I had no idea what I wanted to be (still don’t) but their chosen vocation was well suited.

young boy holiday hands with dad as they walk along together

Teachers

I even remember my teacher, Mrs Horner, from when I was about 8. But for the life of me I can’t remember why I liked her so much. I’m sure she was lovely but time plays tricks on the mind! Perhaps it was a just a good period of time in my life? I moved around a lot as my dad was in the army so teachers were just as important as friends to me. I guess I was lucky, although I also think it takes a special person to become a teacher.

A good teacher doesn’t just go into school, go through the lessons and leaves. A good teacher needs to deal with everything that may be going on around those children. The child that hasn’t eaten breakfast. The one that is a pain in the neck to everyone because they feel no one cares about them at home. And then there’s the serious neglect.
Don’t get me wrong I like to think I look out for my team but I don’t worry about whether they are eating enough. I work with adults and these things are up to them. But teachers have a duty of care that’s a real tight rope. Oh and then there’s long hours and poor pay..!

Dreaming of tomorrow

Still in amongst all this they find the time to inspire our children. To find the subjects children excel at and push them further. Their dreams of tomorrow will be completely different to mine. If I’m honest tomorrow seems a long way off to me, let alone them. So I can see that it will be world’s away from my own adult life but I do hope they appreciate the start in life they had.

Don't forget to say "thank you" x