My dad, who was an English teacher and head of a secondary school in deprived west Cumbria, will be rolling in his grave… he loved books and stories. All this jargon-filled nonsense would have him made him apoplectic!
I used to work for a company that produced software for the FE sector. We did some good work as the developers were smart people, but they were guided by a few people like you, James; former educators who were clever, dedicated, principled, and utterly lost in the modern learning landscape. I think they thought that joining our company would be like joining the resistance. But, as we all know, resistance is futile...
Totally reminds me of this time a couple of years ago when I was walking past a group of teenage lads, one opening up on his various ailments...
"I have got ADHD, dyslexia...and...whats the other one?"
"You're a bell end?"
More of this diagnosis please.
I love your prologue… so funny and satirical. And horribly true
My dad, who was an English teacher and head of a secondary school in deprived west Cumbria, will be rolling in his grave… he loved books and stories. All this jargon-filled nonsense would have him made him apoplectic!
I think anyone with an independent mind would struggle working in education. The days of inspirational mavericks is long gone.
I used to work for a company that produced software for the FE sector. We did some good work as the developers were smart people, but they were guided by a few people like you, James; former educators who were clever, dedicated, principled, and utterly lost in the modern learning landscape. I think they thought that joining our company would be like joining the resistance. But, as we all know, resistance is futile...