Shoulders to the wheel, noses to the grindstone
Well, term is well and truly under way back at Edinburgh College, and the somewhat convoluted administration grinds its way through the student admissions and enrolments. Meanwhile, my timetable is growing again: having shhrunk from its nominal fifteen hours per week (which with preparation time is about two-thirds of full time) to a more slender twelve, it's now back up at fourteen and likely to go up to sixteen. Much of the new work is not in IT teaching but in other "Core Skills" areas, to wit Numeracy (maths) and Communcation (English). Which is great, not just because it gets me more work but because it gets me more variety. Last year I was teaching seven different IT course, whike this year I'm teaching one (at two slightly different levels), so having two new courses (indeed two new subject areas) to contend with is a challenge I'm really looking forward to (with, of course, plenty of help from those already involved in teaching those subjects).
My students range in age from fifteen to sixty, in nationality from Argentinian to Icelandic, in personality from shy to voluble. Their abilities and confidence levels vary widely as well, which should help to keep things interesting.
It all goes to demonstrate the unpredictability of life. A year ago the thought of a teaching career, even in IT let alone in maths and English, wasn't something I was considering at all. But there we are. As Yogi Berra once said (although it's been attributed to Niels Bohr, Albert Einstein and many others) "It's hard to make predictions, especially about the future."
My students don't look like these ones - though it's certainly been a long time (38 years) since I had a teenage life..... Always liked the song though.