My First Teacher

My answers for https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2023/09/25/share-your-world-25th-september/

1. Do you remember your first teacher at school? My first teacher, I remember at school was Miss Taylor. She was in the last two years of my infant school (two years, as my birthday fell in December) She was kind, and wore red glasses. I don’t remember my first teacher. Although, from what my mum told me, I cried when I was going into school, because I didn’t want to go. Once there, I enjoyed myself, and didn’t want to go home and refused to leave.

2. What was your best and worst subjects? My best subject is English, closely followed by Math. Obviously English, as I love writing and using the language to create short stories, poems and novels. I work in a school as a teaching assistant, and I have grown to love numbers. There is a certain logic to the answers. I passed my GCSE English two years ago with a seven. I would love to take a GCSE Math’s to see if I could pass that too. You are never to old to learn.

3. Were you encouraged in class or did you just muddle along? At school, I was too busy talking to learn. Although, I muddled through mostly. I loved History, it was my favourite subject in secondary school because I grew up listening to my dad’s war stories. He was a paratrooper in the second world war.

4. Would you like to be a student today? I am, of sorts. As a teaching assistant, I have no choice but to listen to the lesson. If I don’t, then I cannot help those students, who would need my support. There are two lessons I struggle in – Science and Spanish. I am learning alongside them in the classroom. I would love to do a Masters in writing, but I cannot afford the fees. Maybe when I retire in a few years time, I could find the money to do that.

I am grateful because I am forever learning new things. In class, or in life, we can be better than the day before. Just because I am getting older, doesn’t mean I slow down. In fact, the opposite will always be true.