So a few months back I completely swore off teaching; certain that it wasn’t the career for me. My family and friends, however, thought otherwise.
My mum, in particular never lost faith that I was a good teacher and that I shouldn’t give up on the career that I’d once loved. So, to placate her more than anything, I went to look round a local village school with a view to maybe applying for the job they’d advertised.
Once I got there, however, I was sold! The school was in a lovely location, the children seemed happy and eager to learn and the staff were more than friendly. I got a really good vibe from the place and really felt like I could fit into the team there.
The more I thought about it, the more that I started to want the teaching position; I was definitely qualified for the position, having previously taught a mixed-age class in a village school back in Yorkshire.
So, after much self-motivation I completed the application form, sent it off and kept my fingers crossed. A week later a letter arrived inviting me to interview.
I was interviewed last Wednesday by a panel of the head teacher and 3 governors and talked solidly for 45 minutes about why I felt I was the best candidate for the job.
At half past 5 that evening I got the call I’d been hoping for, I’d got the job! The feedback that the headteacher gave me was so lovely I almost cried, she told me my positivity had been infectious, that my enthusiasm for teaching was obvious and that they’d really loved how my eyes shone when I told a story about a successful lesson I had taught.
Now I’m definitely excited to be heading back into teaching in January. I feel like my confidence is coming back, and that the terrible year I’d had at the last school was merely an experience leading me to here. I’m now looking forward to a new challenge, rather than dwelling on the bad experiences of the last one!