Wandering through the mathematical thoughts of my brain has led me to share the main reason I wanted to be a teacher, and how this can't be marked or graded!
I went to watch a school production of 'The Wizard of Oz' put on by the very hard working and dedicated Miss Spiers and the amazing team of students from my previous school, Malton, about 3 weeks ago.
I initially bought tickets to go see it as I really enjoyed the previous years production whilst I was still working there but also because I thought it would be a good opportunity to catch up with some old colleagues. The show was brilliant and I really enjoyed watching it but the best part of the night was catching up with the students... and why wouldn't it be?! - after all that is why I went into teaching, to see students enjoy themselves and be presented with opportunities they wouldn't necessarily get. Their hard work and commitment could not be questioned and the rewards they felt because of this will inspire them to continue to work hard in the future. I was genuinely surprised that the students wanted to take the time to speak to me and ask how my new job was going. But more importantly the pride they took in their studies as they wanted to tell me how well they were doing this year.
So why am I writing about this now? and why mention grades...
I nearly didn't make it to the show as I was stuck under the mountain of 'end of term assessment' marking with over 200 test papers to be marked, graded, and then analysed so I could give valuable feedback to ensure my students could progress up the grading system. To manage this task I didn't get to mark any class books for the final two weeks of term so I have spent the majority of my bank holiday marking books to get these up to date. (the post-it notes mark the pages where students can respond to feedback in their first lesson back!)
Now I must go and mark my general studies exams, but before I do I need to congratulate the students at Malton School once again as they were truly brilliant!