“I’m never going to be a teacher!” was my constant refrain growing up. I’d seen how hard my mum worked as a teacher and how all consuming it was, bringing marking home, extra lessons for kids and me trying desperately…
“I’m never going to be a teacher!” was my constant refrain growing up. I’d seen how hard my mum worked as a teacher and how all consuming it was, bringing marking home, extra lessons for kids and me trying desperately…
I sat next to her one fateful evening. It was a mutual friend’s birthday and little did I know how delightful that evening would be! Bess and I have been firm friends ever since. We spent the whole night chatting…