Epitomising good/bad teachers

In which I do my homework but cut class.

Student’s can be right pains in the proverbial, I was one of those awkward children that I’m sure teacher’s would get frustrated with. I could be very well behaved and eager to learn but then I was one of those mischievous souls that would get easily distracted. Something I am sure my managers at work would also probably agree with.

It wasn’t just my fault. As much as we complain that there are a minority of children that spoil it for the rest of the cohort there should also be the acknowledgement that, while the vast majority are excellent, there are also less than stellar educators in our midst. I had my fair share when I was at school but thankfully I also had some teachers who more than made up for it.

Scenes of my greatest crime, my GCSE Art grade

This is a post about them. It is my way of giving a belated thanks to all those who put up with me, and helped mould me into a useful member of society.
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Multiple college dropout

In which being a failure never hurt me.

I’m a year and a half away from completing my degree. Well ‘completing’ in a very loose sense, mostly in the “I’m one year away from spending three years in higher education”. I’ve not yet technically completed one year of university at a level that could be classed as ‘passed’ even though I can count the number of times I have dropped out on one hand.

That may not sound too bad, as most people who have been to university or college can count the number of times they have attended with the same criteria. But most of these graduates will only need one digit. As for me, I only have the pinky finger spare.

I no longer have the itch to return to education, each time I have been it has been the law of diminishing returns and just not as good as I remembered.

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Oh the humanities

In which I prefer multiple choice than essays.

There is nothing like the certainty of a maths equation, or the satisfying reaction of two chemicals. Even biological theories are consistent, with the selection of the fittest creating a more predictable discipline. As we discover more about the physics of the universe we learn that it to has a set of rules that need to be obeyed. This is why I like the Sciences, as soon as you learn the framework it is pretty easy to understand.

The Humanities don’t have this simplicity, the Wikipedia article on “English Grammar” is 35% longer than that of “Physics”. This is because we know how gravity works but we still can’t nail down “i before e”. Humanities put the subject into subjective.

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