Thoughts on Education
I entered Teachers Training College back in 1969, taking a break early in the second year, as I wasn’t positive that was the career for me. The women’s dean told me “You’ll be back in a couple of years.” And in 1971, I was – this time keen to make a contribution to young children’s lives. I specialised in teaching years 7 & 8 – in NZ this correlates to the ages of pre-adolescence, 11 and 12 years age. After removing to a different town, I taught part-time, relieving teachers one morning a week each, and taught in Year 1 (age 5), Tear 3, Year 5, and Years 7 & 8 combined. Later again, I was back in an Intermediate School – one dedicated to years 7 & 8, “intermediate” being between primary and secondary schools. Then a year-and-a-bit with Yr 2s, then two-and-a-bit years as a sole-charge principal of a full primary rural school – Years 1 to 8;, where within a term we “earned” another teacher, when one family enrolled just enough children to pull the total roll into line for two teachers. I continued teaching years 4 to 8.
My final post in the compulsory education levels was as head Of Junior School at a private girls boarding school, the ‘Junior School’ being years 7 & 8. But I also taught Years 9, 10, 11 and 12, after being given the role of HOP information & Communications Technology.
Overdrawn on energy, I changed tack. I went to university to gain a degree in IT – a piece of paper to prove I knew what I was doing and had been doing for years. But… work in IT in my home town was dubious. I returned to education, as lecturer in applied application in Business Studies, and in Beauty Services Sciences. Only an accidental drop into poor health disrupted what I loved – teaching.
I have begun (yeh, some few years ago) writing a memoir cum opinion piece on the changes in schooling in New Zealand, between the year I began school at five, through to the year I fell out of lecturing.
In the menu, below this page, you will be able to directly access any posts on education I have already written, or which I will be writing. I hope these will at least amuse parents, and especially those who are currently beginning their career as teachers, the world’s unsung heroes.