My Year 13 English class of 2013 began way back when they first arrived at Woodford House, pretty much at the same time I did.
I had a fair few of them in their first year of high school (Year 9), then went on to be with them in Year 10 during the Outdoor Pursuits Camp.
When these girls were in Year 11, I was lucky enough to teach them again. They were a great bunch, and a big class by Woodford House standards, and we sailed happily through the year with me learning how they liked to talk, and talk, and talk about issues that were coming up in the texts.
As they were entering their final year at school, Year 13, we farewelled a longstanding English staff member. This meant I taught both Year 13 English classes for all of 2013. It was the best thing that has ever happened to me in a teaching career that has now gone on for over 25 years!
We devoured Life of Pi, we wallowed in Pan’s Labyrinth, we did Connections topics that blew me away with their depth and scope. We talked about anything and everything; long ranging discussions that got pretty heated and went out of class time, and to this day I remember certain lessons, certain moments as if they were yesterday.
I look at the picture, taken after Prize Giving, and I remember every person so, so clearly. Space doesn’t allow for me to mention you all by name, but I learnt from you all, and you will always hold a very special place in my memories of Woodford House.