We are already halfway through the first term and it is time again for the annual school photos. They were held on Thursday last week and that isn’t my usual day of work; however, I came in for them, I also made an appointment with the numeracy head of the school so it wasn’t wasted. The main point I want to make is that school photos have gone through a weird evolution.
When I started in primary school, I loved school photos. I loved the memory that they gave me, remembering my class. However; as I got older I found that as I was teased and felt less and less like I belonged, I hated them retrospectively. It wasn’t just the students in my class, but also the teachers and aides that I had which made me feel like an outcast.
It has only been since I started working at my current work that I have felt a sense of pride. I am in an environment that makes me want to continually better at what I am doing, they make me feel included and want to work with them. I have gone from working alongside them to starting a Bachelor degree because I have realised there is so much more than I can do to challenge myself and impact the students in a positive way.