I cannot believe I'm saying this, but I am. Yesterday, I left Knox for the last time after three and a bit years, and it's been a tough couple of weeks in the lead-up. There are so many wonderful members of staff I've worked with that I'll miss seeing every day. But even more painful is not seeing the pupils who make my day every day. Particularly my National 5 class, who I'm so proud of, but also very sad to be leaving—I'd hoped to stay with them until they left school in S6.
I remember leaving Newbattle 3 and a bit years ago. I initially decided to leave due to an argument with someone. I was planning on leaving mid-term without a job to go to because it destroyed what little remained of my mental health after having COVID just a few days before (and for those who follow my blog, you'll know COVID hit me hard). I stayed for the kids, and it was tough.
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