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#ukschools
Here’s my thinking: Sir Kevan probably gave a decent plan with solid foundations and associated cost not loss and all the Ricardians could see was that it wasn’t all me, me, me and so slashed away and thought: those dumb enough to teach can eat the **** sandwich it’s not like they do anything that matters, ****** chattering classes, now, how do we get them to do childcare for the next six weeks to stop the knived dead and angry, apoplectic kids and make sure their drone folks are on the lines to feed our fat, fatcat selves? I’m sure that Portia works for Ofsted...
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Jun 3, 2021
Jun 3, 2021 at 12:40 PM UTC
Education isn’t a business. You utter *****
My word nothing does love/hate quite as poetically as a teacher reaching holiday’s end intrinsic guilt of ‘not having done’ bound up with seeing our colleagues loved and hated again and those ****** beautiful, ugly broken-bright impossible-everyday kids my words
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Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 12:38 PM UTC
Still a job