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When I Did My Teacher Training, One Of The First Things They Made Very Clear To Us Was This: Were Not

When I did my teacher training, one of the first things they made very clear to us was this: we’re not here to teach you subject matter. Not brilliant at your maths, English, sciences? You’re on your own. We’re here to teach you how to teach. And I am immensely grateful because:

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I just BLAGGED my way through AN HOUR AND A HALF of 1-to-1 GCSE Physics I know NOTHING about electromagnetic formulae I was speed-reading the kid’s study guide UPSIDE DOWN while TALKING VAGUE ELECTRICAL BOLLOCKS.

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I think I’m going through one of those near-death-experience natural highs...


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6 years ago

Workmen Spending Some Time in the Building:

Day 1: Good morning, I am thebuni, the principal keyholder. If you need anything while you’re here please do feel free to call me. Let me show you to the kettle.

Day 3: Someone else let you in? Cool, thanks for the lie-in. Why yes, these are my favourite p’jim-jams.


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7 years ago

I have never hit reblog so fast, because I laughed so hard it triggered an asthma attack, cheers for that. I don’t even know what this is.

here i come!!!!!! 

shlap shlap shlap


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6 years ago

 The last time my parents helped me move house my mother looked around my partially-packed flat and said half-thoughtfully, half-bewildered,

“Have you ever considered....not buying books..?”

Person: You need to stop buying books.

Me: no I don’t

Person: there is no space in your room for them!

Me: I need more bookshelves!

Person: you’re hoarding them.

Me: I’m collecting them


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7 years ago

The black-branches-against-blue-sky is one of my favourite combos - any shade of blue, any scribble of branches.

And Through The Leafless Trees, At Night,With More Than Summers Softend Light,Shines Thy Resplendent
And Through The Leafless Trees, At Night,With More Than Summers Softend Light,Shines Thy Resplendent

“And through the leafless trees, at night, With more than Summer’s soften’d light, Shines thy resplendent moon.” -Bernard Barton | GarettPhotography


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