Some NQT training sessions are quite fun, unfortunately others aren’t. Friday’s session was one such occasion. The woman leading the session was nice enough, and the activities we did were actually okay, but we seemed to be repeating the same stuff we’d done a hundred times before either at university or on INSET days. Yes we know what a learning objective is, yes we know why we do a starter, yes I know I’m a visual learner: I think I’ve done the same questionnaire on learning styles three hundred times – I could probably tick the boxes blindfolded.
Naturally there was an upside though. I got to miss my ever so nice – when I say ever so nice I’m being sarcastic of course and actually mean pain-in-the-neck, hate-my-guts – year tens and it was good to spend some time with the other NQTs at the school, especially my favourite English NQT. Somehow working in a pair with her made the time pass by more quickly. Though I’m not sure how much I gained from the session as I was stuck in a daydream. I’d be amazed if any boys in her classes ever learn anything because if she has the same effect on them they’d never be able to concentrate.
No wonder boys underachieve at school.
