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Wednesday 11 July 2012

Dear Teachers at Walderslade Girls School


Dear Teachers at Walderslade Girls School,

I am writing to you as a formal pupil of yours. I left the school in 2002 and therefore you probably won't remember me but I remember alot about my days at that school. One thing that sticks strongly in my mind is the fact that not only did you dislike me but you made it known to me.

 Every day at that school I felt as though I was worth nothing-you helped to make me feel that way, with the exception of maybe three teacher: Mrs. Stock, Mathematics; Mrs. Gillingham, French & Mrs. Ford, R.E. These are the only teacher I remember ever actually having any kind word to say to me. To those Teachers I apologise A) if I spelt your name wrong and B) for always messing about in your classes and not listening when you told me I was not meeting my full potential.

I clearly remember one teacher singling me out of the entire class for stealing a patractor (what anyone would want with a protractor I am not sure??) and making stay behind after class to search my bag, where guess what? There was no protractor! I have no idea why it was only me that was picked out, but I think that is how I was seen by many of the teachers in that school. Someone who was out to cause trouble, right down to stealing a protractor! I was humiliated and made to feel like a thief, yet when the search came up empty, did the teacher apologise? No. What did that do instead? Insist that I must have stolen it and I just hid it in a good place. Even the proof that I did not have it on me was not enough, it MUST have been me.

No matter what I did I was seen as the worst pupil to attend the school. Why? Because I wasn't bright? Because I caused trouble in English in year 7? I will admit to causing trouble then. That is my fault and I chose to do that. Yet I weren't like that in other classes, but I was soon branded a trouble maker. Which in that class I was. Why that had to be spread into every other class though, I do not know.
I also remember one teacher telling me I would never make anything of myself and will work in a factory when I grow up. I was told I was not bright enough to pass my GCSEs and made to feel as though this was the truth. I honestly believed I was just stupid and had no way of making anything of myself.
I was told I definitely did not have dyslexia and my reading and writing age were fine. When I went to college at mid kent though, it was discovered that my reading age was well below avarage and I needed extra time in exams. Further to this it was later discovered that I do in fact have dyslexia.

I eventually gave up on college and moved country, I didn't believe in education anyway, or myself for that matter, so not going to college didn't seem like a big deal to me. Then however I came back to the UK and started college where I now live. Make no mistake my behaviour still stank, my attitude stank and I am almost certain during this time, my tutors hated me. Did they let that be known to me though? No! Not once did those teachers treat me any differently. In fact they took time out to try and understand why I was the way I was and they pushed me to do better. One teacher in particular gave me so much support and understanding that I managed to complete the Access to Higher Education course at South Cheshire College! Which got me into university. That's right, the person you thought would make nothing of herself got into university. Wait though because it gets so much better.

I went onto university an again had a very lovely teacher who was always happy to listen and help. Just like my access tutor and do you know what that did for me? Made me feel safe enough to go to her and explain that I was struggling. I had tutors who believed in me! Tutors who actually liked me!! Didn't tell me I was going to amount to nothing. Actually encouraged me to do well! Wow, what a novel idea!
Thanks to having tutors that actually wanted to help their students and wanted to see them pass, I graduated from university this year with a second class: first division honours degree in Psychology and counselling. (See told you it got so much better). So how is that for amounting to nothing?