Today’s post is inspired by the theme ‘what career did you have in mind as a child?’
I always, always wanted to be a teacher. Never wanted to do anything else. I don’t even think it’s that I wanted to work with children, to nurture them and see them grow. No, I think I just liked being bossy.
I used to make my poor brother play ‘schools’; I would set the ‘work’ – usually some sort of maths or letters, and he would sit on an upturned sterilising bin at a little desk, dutifully completing this ‘work’, even though he was a couple of years younger than me and probably had no idea what was going on! My favourite part of it all was the marking. There was something so satisfying about ticking (even more so about the crosses!).
I was inspired by one of my earliest teachers, Mrs Biles, who taught me when I was 5 or 6. She was a bit batty, sometimes strict, often fun, always patient. I wanted to do what she did. I loved school, and I love that my children go to the same school I did – it hasn’t changed a great deal. I clung on to my dream all the way to my GCSEs. Then it all went a bit wrong and life took a different course, but not too different, as I ended up in childcare instead.
I don’t want to teach now. I think it’s a very different job from what it was thirty-something years ago when I first had dreams of becoming ‘Miss’. Oddly enough, I clearly didn’t put my brother off, as he’s the one now working in a school!