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| Hollington School Class of ’84 |
Yes, I’m the teacher in the photo. Let me tell you the story.
I graduated in 1983. The recession was relentless and the unemployment queues were long. A local school had a sudden vacancy and, although I had no teacher training, I was cheap. So I got the job.
January 1984 was cold, but I was in a heated state as I walked into a classroom for the first time as a teacher. It took the children 5 minutes to work out I didn’t know what I was doing. It took me 10 minutes to figure out that they had figured it out. From that point on it was a matter of damage limitation. The low-point came when I interrupted a fight between two boys only to have Nicholas (front row, far left – looks a bit like Macaulay Culkin, don’t you think?) jump onto my back and ride me like a horse!
We had some fun, mind you, and most of the time we got along very well. It’s possible the pupils actually learned a few things too. But I know I learned much more. My time at Hollington School taught me two incontrovertible truths about teaching.
- You can teach nothing unless you have the attention of the class
- You can teach nothing unless you have the attention of the class
- They are aware of the need to connect with their audience
- If the connection isn’t there they stop and ask for it (by saying things like, “Can I get an ‘Amen’?”)
- Their voices vary from the very loud to a whisper
- Their body-language confirms that what they are talking about matters
A few years ago I took my son to see Jay-Z in concert. What an experience! The only people my age were the stewards. My son loved it – and so did I. Not that I’m into the music, but I learned so much from seeing the connection.
