In the distance are little starbursts of fireworks and I am walking towards them. I can hear snatches of Beethoven’s Pastoral getting louder. Wafting towards me are the delicious scents of Summer barbecues next to the sea.
The event that I am heading towards is the end of term; behind me is my first year of teaching in a secondary school.
It got more manageable, I got better at it. I enjoyed it. I can’t believe how much I’ve learnt in a year.
However, because I have been part-time, I have another year to go as an NQT.
The difference is that next year I shall not be moving house and I have a bank of work that I’ve already prepared.
Yes, definitely Beethoven’s Pastoral.