I’m at a National conference for the teaching of Maths. There’s over a foot/>30cm of snow outside and 50 teachers from as far as Devon have made the journey today! I’ve not met one person whose grumbled or overly worried about getting home. Maybe the snow challenge has separated the wheat from the chaff, the men from the boys, the algebra from the addition but answer me this:
How good would it be to become a Maths teacher at about 60 years old?? Have an amazing career and then just say sack this I’m going to teach! Be a wrinkled legend the kids love and be really really passionate and quirky and be involved in everything and just absolutely tear up teaching Maths for about 15/20 years and retire at 80 having absolutely nailed it.
I fancy the idea.
