Yes, I have finally come to the end of my illustrious career. Nah... not yet.... Today marks the end of contract teaching. for a happy while at least, there will be no more greetings of 'cher' and point-point at my earhole/stud and metaphoric kissing of my hand by my following... I think i'll miss that, all of it plus the life of a teacher, sitting in an office, making coffee madly, shouting at students and frightening little kids.
Next week shall be the return of Kenneth the student. Or student teacher as they like to call us. Which of course sounds kinda weird but who cares as long as they pay us decently.
Today, a young teacher asked an older one at the compeition why we must not carry on with the last few events and end the day earlier and the older one said we had to wait for the guest of honour. And he went on to say how it is in working life, especially working in big organizations and you always have to put up shows. How sadly true. Impedes productivity sometimes yes, but I suppose inevitable in big corporations. He even quoted the bard where the world's a stage and we are but mere actors. Well....
Anyway... I'm happy to gog back to being a student, even though it means going to LUIS. I hope I'm correct. For a temporal retreat, a cleft.
I like this business. This business of educating. Where truth is our life's work. Dear God, yup thanks, I found it.
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