O tempora
O mores. And all the other stuff. I went and dug up the website of my old school, somewhere that I spent almost every day for seven years of my life, which is a longer period of time I've spent anywhere else except for the house I grew up in. Much has changed, it seems! Plenty of familliar names still on the list, and no doubt plenty of others still knocking about the joint that I remember and was educated by....by my, how the place and schooling has changed even in the paltry ten years since I left compulsory education!
Now school uniform is almost completely divorced from anything it used to be; no ties, for heaven's sake! Learning to wear a tie has proven incredibly useful (no sniggering at the back), but I suppose some poor kid was throttled or something, so now they've been disposed with. No more white shirts, and so we assume no more blue ones either; it's a great shock! Plus there seems to be a helluva lot more stuff going on than I ever used to be aware of, but then again that could be just what is plastered on the front for good publicity.
Still, times change and people with it, and I get an odd sort of smile to know that there is continuity, and that some of the little brats you see roaming around are being looked after by people I know looked after me quite well. The more revealing thing is that people of my own age are now the teachers; how was that possible? It does also beg an interesting question about whether the rest of us ever really grew up, since we havent had to assume authority in such a dominant way. I mean, I've been doing my teaching this past year and I'm well aware that there'll be little in the way of approbation from the wee'uns, so how the arse do people assume such a role? I'm far too comfortable in my little foxhole, perhaps......teaching is definitely not a career for me.
Anyhoos, it's been a nice day, not that I've seen much of it, and I have to consider what to go eat for dinner now that my stomach is making itself known to the rest of my body. And this despite the amount I ate for breakfast-lunch, two meals separated by barely an hour owing to the time I got up!
Now school uniform is almost completely divorced from anything it used to be; no ties, for heaven's sake! Learning to wear a tie has proven incredibly useful (no sniggering at the back), but I suppose some poor kid was throttled or something, so now they've been disposed with. No more white shirts, and so we assume no more blue ones either; it's a great shock! Plus there seems to be a helluva lot more stuff going on than I ever used to be aware of, but then again that could be just what is plastered on the front for good publicity.
Still, times change and people with it, and I get an odd sort of smile to know that there is continuity, and that some of the little brats you see roaming around are being looked after by people I know looked after me quite well. The more revealing thing is that people of my own age are now the teachers; how was that possible? It does also beg an interesting question about whether the rest of us ever really grew up, since we havent had to assume authority in such a dominant way. I mean, I've been doing my teaching this past year and I'm well aware that there'll be little in the way of approbation from the wee'uns, so how the arse do people assume such a role? I'm far too comfortable in my little foxhole, perhaps......teaching is definitely not a career for me.
Anyhoos, it's been a nice day, not that I've seen much of it, and I have to consider what to go eat for dinner now that my stomach is making itself known to the rest of my body. And this despite the amount I ate for breakfast-lunch, two meals separated by barely an hour owing to the time I got up!
posted by J at 4:25 PM
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