The changing art of education – Part 2
Despite having a myriad mixed feelings about education, I eventually became a high school teacher of accounting, economics, and any other subject they didn’t have a teacher for. I remember spending nights at my maths teacher colleague Bill’s house learning the year 11 maths for the next day’s lesson and going to class hoping like hell the bright students wouldn’t ask me questions I couldn’t answer. Parent teacher nights were interesting, with some parents blaming me for their little Johnny’s bad exam results. In very polite language I would tell them that their little darling was in fact a lazy little sod, or words to that effect. One frustrated father, who was a friend of the principal, threatened to try to get me fired over his son’s poor exam results.
