I have spent many happy days working as a teacher of Drama
most especially teaching
some English, then, for a year (until July 2002) as Head of Drama at Baverstock School, Druids Heath, Birmingham. I
joined the staff in 1999, having qualified as a teacher from
Worcester College of Higher Education in1993 - my first job working for four years at Bordesley
Green Girls' School as teacher of English and Drama, and Head of IT -
with Miss Joan Sandland - wonderful Head.
Thence to Baverstock which was a wonderful school. A great
Headmaster (Roger Perks, alas soon to retire, Easter 2001, and then, all
too soon, to pass-away) a fine teaching, managerial, secretarial and
ancillary staff and super pupils and students - I taught eleven to eighteen year olds. I have been
asked to make special mention of my final year 12 A'level Drama group
- there I've mentioned them (to be frank they were a very enjoyable and
rewarding group to work with and I count my self fortunate to have
taught them
... whether they actually learned anything is a matter of conjecture
...). I was responsible for organizing the
Drama to be taught in the school and, again count my self lucky to have
been given the opportunity. The highlight - preparing for a
presentation for Remembrance week and planning our Christmas Concert - a
first time collaboration twixt Music, Dance and Drama - we and the
audience had a wonderful time! yet at this place I began to discover
that Drama teachers are a strange bunch and almost consistently have
been less than supportive or absent all together.
From Baverstock I took some time out for a trip
to see Brother Paul in New Zealand (who was soon to play THE KING OF THE
DEAD in Lord of the Rings; The Return of the King) and then to Waverley School as Head
of Drama again. Four years later and feeling that I had achieved
very little (except that my departure heralded the end of drama there), a move away from Birmingham (at last - never really liked
the city) to the Peterborough area (no better a place in my view) where I was Head of Drama at Stanground
College. Not, ultimately a happy time there either, colleague wise;
then to Casterton College - out of the frying pan... disaster - in
spades. Left under extremely unhappy circumstances with the now
ubiquitous "compromise agreement" and gagging clauses, to boot.
Had to admit to myself that my attempts to
flourish in the state education system were flagging - or rather had
perished with my self-esteem and self-confidence along with it.
I am sad that with all I thought I had to
offer, the state school leadership and system of management in all but
my first school completely failed to get the best out of me...
... and then to Oakham - to the School and to
meet and marry my University sweetheart!
Busy times have followed...