Conservatives close down improving school

Copy of a letter I sent to one of these conservative morons:
 
Having watched parts of the recent tory conference on the news, it was interesting to note the media’s perception seemed to be that David Cameron had created a paradigm shift in the established culture of the Conservative Party.
 
Being a South African born of [...]

the tories are onanists

Not too long ago the tories took control of Hammersmith and Fulham council. And one of their first acts has been to try and close a community school. I’m not a fan of politicians generally and I tend to avoid voting for any of the three big parties but I’d started to give some credit to David Cameron. I’d come to [...]

and the children clapped

So today the grim reaper, disguised in a worn brown suit, stood before six hundred children and told them that a process about a consultation to see if a consultation about a process was needed in order to have a dialogue about the possibility that there could be a discussion around the concept leading to a [...]

i love education authorities because they’re honest and pure

yesterday we were told by three men in grey suits and a woman in white that our school was going to be closed down. Two years ago we had inspection that judged our school to be unsatisfactory which meant we were put in something called special measures. This meant that if we didn’t fix things [...]

that’s not to say

teaching is wasted living. Sometimes i quite like it actually. It’s an odd profession though. Too be honest, I’ve never not had at least twelve weeks holiday. My whole life. Since I was six I’ve been waiting for the next damn holiday. It’s written into my genes. The idea of switching to a job that [...]

and so another holiday drops gently

into the toilet bowl of life and is flushed unceremoniously, settling, eventually, deep in the septic tank of history.  Only a faint memory of the pleasure experienced in the act remains to remind you of what you’ve lost.
Teaching - what a life: the first question on our lips, as we creep sheepishly back into a building mercifully free of children for one last day [...]