I have a confession to make.

In my (misspent) youth, my school friends and I always found it incredibly sniggery and gossip worthy to discover the following information about our teachers.

1. Their first names. (I know, I know, it wore off by 4th Grade)
2. That they smoked!
3. Seeing them on a weekend in ‘civillian’ clothes and ‘heaven forbid’ with a husband/wife/partner.

You see, kids can be cruel, but you don’t need me to tell you that. The idea that a teacher is a human being too is completely alien when you’re a pupil at a regular educational establishment. Couple this with a daily analysis of your sartorial choices, teaching methods and hormonal cycles, a teaching job is, in my opinion; the occupation of a saint.

By secondary school, most teachers become so frazzled, they are the ones offering YOU the cigarettes and barely hiding the gin bottle in the desk drawer.

Now that I am older, and of course, so much wiser, I look back in horror at the emotional distress our sly looks and whispered comments must have caused those generally decent, committed and kind hearted teaching staff that had the pleasure of getting us through school and onwards.

The blog post below reminded me of these long forgotten, much reminisced days, and also the fact that not withstanding all the rubbish above that I mention, Teachers actually have to deal with, you, establish a TEACHING career and other job responsibilities too!

GASP!

Therefore, sometimes, the life of a teacher with all it’s kids, classrooms, meetings, markings and exams PLUS bitchy schoolgirls can sometimes get a little crazy .

Here’s some very sage advice from Lisa Morehouse on Teaching with Passion: Advice for Young Educators.

Heed the above advice, all you teaching saints out there, and remember, not all pupils are like me!

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