February is a funny month. And this term in the teacher training year is odd too.
I have decided that the three terms of the teacher training year are like the three years of a degree.
Year / term one: you’re excited, its all new and the stuff is pitched to get your juices flowing and to help you settle and see how you do. People are mostly kind and helpful.
Year / term two: this is the time of criticism – of yourself and of you by others. Sometimes constructive. It’s also when the work gets ramped up and you find yourself doubting your stamina and your choice to do the course.
Year / term three: busy, busy, busy. Your biggest essays due, it’s the biggest block of teaching, it’s the exam / test / final hurdle that tells everyone you are employable.
And February is when everyone starts talking about getting a job.
Getting a job???!
I don’t feel at all qualified to go for a job. I still feel like I’m on ‘Faking It’ and I’ve got a month to learn to be someone else and trick others into believing this was my job all along.
Hells teeth.
I’m hoping the February feeling is as short as the month.
taking the path I took yesterday 