We had a pleasant few minutes at my counselling course this morning exclaiming over my imminent departure from my present supply job (see last post if you aren't keeping up!). Such musings as potatoes up the Head teacher's car exhaust were mulled over and it was nice to find that it wasn't just me who was less than impressed by the events of yesterday.
Various thoughts have crossed my mind:
Why did I bother going back to teaching? After all, it has caused me considerable heartache and disappointment over the years. (I could write a book about mismanagement and lack of people skills to be found in head teachers - on second thoughts, don't go there, Jenny. Not worth the angst!)
Why did our wonderful politicians back in the eighties decide to give schools control of their own budgets and then give them too little money to go for quality and experience rather than always the cheapest option?
Why do supply teachers so often get treated like second class citizens?
What other options are there for me to earn a crust which would pay more and provide more job satisfaction than shelf-stacking at Tesco? No, first female Pope is not an option!
Why do I just KNOW that if I applied for a teaching position, the employers would take one look at my date of birth and immediately file my application in the round metal container? (This age thing is such a pain. I feel as if I'm being dragged, kicking and screaming into my senior years. I'M NOT READY FOR IT!!!)
I need to be able to earn a crust during the next 18 months before I qualify in counselling, so I have to stick with the odd days of supply. If anyone has a wonderful brainwave and can suggest something else, please feel free!