Dear Bollin Primary
Last year was tough.
We were dragged through the mud by the press, the school was almost torn in two, tears, sadness and anger were the dominant narratives. We were abandoned by the people who were meant to protect us and the authorities weighed in to crush us when we were down, providing the barometer by which the school is now judged by the outside world.
All the while, our remarkable children ploughed on through.
And now, as school returns after hopefully a refreshing summer’s break, I think there’s plenty of reasons for you to be fiercely optimistic about the future.
Here’s just a few.
So, as my last post suggested, the world of education and teaching is littered with many trials and pitfalls and has been, at times, a tough place to work.
And yet, as I leave, there are so many memories, good times and aspects of teaching that will remain with me always.
In the name of balance, here’s just a few of the things I am going to miss.
Today, I woke up for the first time in eight years as a former teacher.
My notice period officially ended on 31 August so technically now I’m a free agent.
Still, the usual leaving time is within the first five years so at least I’m above average.
In the first of a short series, I wanted to unpick the reasons why I left, partly as closure for me but also to see if anybody else could relate to my experiences.