Teaching has its hooks in you. You want out so much of the time, but as each September comes around, here we are again. Kester Brewin asks why, in the face of so much, do we keep coming back for more?
September. For more than half of my life – plus the 13 or so years of my own schooling – this has been the real “new year”. August arcs round, the cooler evenings of the bank holiday signifying the inevitable turn to come, the end of the holidays and the start of a new term.
For some perhaps it is a genuine thrill to return to school; for most I know – myself included – the reality is far more complex. Tinges of sadness at the resetting of the alarm clock, anxiety at the certain flood of workload, excitement at seeing old faces and meeting new ones…
