'Teaching is more than just a job – it's a way of life.'
I scoffed when I first heard these words, but after completing six months of a PGCE I think my cynicism may have been premature. I now finding myself wanting to shush people talking too loudly in pubs, asking my friends if they have any questions when we arrange to meet up, and last night at a gig I was sorely tempted to tell the bassist of the support act to spit out the gum he was chewing. If only there'd been a bin handy.
There's no escaping it, I'm becoming a teacher. All that's left is to start moaning about marking and calling children 'oiks'.