The start of term is ruined by inset sessions full of plain PowerPoints and pointless spider diagrams. All I can deem of is my work piling upIt’s Monday morning and I’m huddled with a group of other teachers around a trestle table drinking lukewarm coffee. For the past 45 minutes weve been brainstorming what “creativity” means to us while the deputy head goes around checking we’re on task. By now – amid sniggers and sighs – we’ve managed to fill two large sugar papers with meaningless buzzwords.
The day ahead is filled with similarly intellect-numbing tasks – a frustrating prospect when there’s unfinished preparation to do so that you aren’t drowning in work before term even starts. But that’s approximately the measure of school inset day – a ritual torture that takes place throughout the school year. Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com