Monday, June 29, 2009

On June Being Nearly Done

I feel I must apologize; I really have been slacking on updating this thing lately. However, I really have been super busy. I've been trying to secure a job for next year (which I was finally successful at obtaining), trying to plan for my two new year 7 groups (it's proven to be MORE work to have these classes than the two year 11groups that I lost - yet another bone of contention that I have these days), having a healthy social life with my wonderful new man, and generally just trying to survive.

I could probably type for ages, and spin a really nice yarn, about everything that's happened over the past few weeks. I've got a few narratives that I'd like to put out there, but I also don't want to bore people with the mediocrity of my life.

I suppose where I should begin is with the tale of my successful job interview.

It started at the ungodly early hour of 5:30 am. I had to get up early, because they'd asked me to be at the school at 8 in the morning, which is before classes start. Usually that wouldn't be a big deal, as I'm at my school now at around that time (or maybe 10 minutes after). However, because the school isn't as close as my current school, I had to work out a different travel plan. Unfortunately the only option open to me, due to where I currently live, was calling a taxi. I knew it was going to cost me a pretty penny, but it was a sacrifice I was willing to make. The taxi arrived at 7am, and whisked me on my way.

It was a pretty long ride. If you've ever lived or travelled in England, I think you can sympathize when I say that the roads here are laid out in the most inconvenient way; you can only get into towns or cities via a few select roads. It's not like back home, where you can enter a town on one of many different side or residential roads. In England it seems as if they want to make life hard for communters. You can walk anywhere in this country, and have a multitude of pathways to choose from, but if you're driving you're pretty much stuck with one route. There are rarely alternative routes, unless you want to get sidetracked. It seems like in order to get from A to B you are forced to go through C first, backtrack around D and then finally your path will bring you to B. It's ridiculous. Whoever designed the roadworks here must have been on drugs. You cannot get onto the highways at multiple points either. There are very few spots where you can merge onto a highway. One way, baby.

But anyways, I am digressing. The trip to the school seemed to take an eternity. We also encountered pretty conjested traffic (and this was on COUNTRY roads, mind you), and I started to get a bit nervous that I would be late.

Finally we arrived in the village. Unfortunately, neither myself nor the cab driver knew where the college was. However, he followed some signs, and we found it easily enough. However, unbenounced to us, the school is situated on two sites. I was dropped off at the second site. It was a bit of a trek for me, and I made a few wrong turns, but eventually I found my way to the office.

Walking up to the school, I was struck with how beautiful it was. It seemed to me to be located in a cream colouted, Victorian style mansion. The front entrance was a large, floor to ceiling door wooden door, with marble columns and a round marble porch. As I walked into the reception, I definitely got the impression that the place had been converted from a former home. In the centre, past the main reception, was a large wooden staircase, leading upstairs somewhere. Around me where a few spacious rooms, with high ceilings and wooden floors.

I walked up to the recpetion desk, got a vistors badge, and waited to be collected. Soon one of the assistant heads came and brought me to a meeting room, to fill in a bunch of forms. I was then chatted up by him, and he basically explained that the day would run fairly laid-back. He hinted that they'd already decided to hire me, based on what they'd heard from my current head of department, and that today was just to ensure that it was going to be a good fit. This made me feel a little more secure about the process, as interviews in England can be very daunting.

I was then met by the department head, who was very laid back and friendly. She was a cheery looking, bubbly woman, who made many jokes to try and put me at ease. She seemed to not take things super seriously, which also served to put me at ease. I was definitely starting to feel pretty good about this school.

The department head lead me up the wide wooden stairs, telling me that students did not get to walk up the stairs; it was a privelege only teachers had. They creaked loudly with each step, which instantly made me think of my home in Tillsonburg. We laughed at the noise, and it was explained to me that the building had initally been built by a race horse jockey in the 1900s. However, due to gambling, he had lost all his money, and hence the house. It was then bought by the village and turned into a posh grammar school. Years later it was bought out by the public system, and merged with the school across the pathway (which is why the school is in two sites), to become the school it is today. The English and Maths departments are located in this old main building, and the other departments are in the other half.

I conducted my lesson after this, which I felt went really well. I had a good rapport with the students, which I think was observed. They were also eager to discuss some of the topics I had at hand (the lesson was on facts and opinions), which I think boded well for me.

After the lesson, I was whisked into the 'English Teachers Jacuzzi', which is the comfy English office. It was laden with soft chairs, tables, a mini-fridge, and loads of books and sweets. I was chatted up, and felt completely at home.

I was then given a tour of the school by two year 8 students, and finished with my interview with a panel of governors and the department head.

I answered the questions as honestly as possible, and with as much confidence as I could muster, and it paid off. I was offered the job.

I quickly accepted.

I am so eager to start at this school, because it is absolutely beautiful, and the staff seems very very friendly.

I will update more, as it comes up.

Cheers.

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