Keeled Over

Well, the interview went badly. It was an hour and a quarter late in coming, and despite my best efforts, all my best one-liners stayed firmly within the sanctity of my brain. I wanted to show how passionate and dedicated I was, yet neither of the words “passionate” or “dedicated” transpired to pass my lips.

I wanted to really emphasise the significance of the voluntary work I had been doing: working at one of the country’s most celebrated schools in a hugely achieving mathematics department, creating high quality resources the teachers and students can have fun using.

I wanted to demonstrate my eagerness to teach, my ability to teach, and the comfort in which I can converse and talk to children in an education environment. I stumbled over the question: “what would you do if a teacher asked you to take a lesson at ten minutes’ notice with no further input or help?”

But it worked. I’m going to be a student again!