I have an office! Well, an office for the person in charge of cohorts. If I didn’t do the role I suppose my office would be passed to someone else.
I need to fill my office with all the ‘stuff’ I need to get on with the job. My folders go in first. Then I my display…EAL, SEND…you get the idea. Then I stand back. What else do I need? A plant? The pc winks at me as I lean on the empty filing cabinet. What do I need in there?
I have a classroom, an intervention room, a room that will become the library when I sort all the books out. Last year I did Drama in the hall…I knew how to empire build. I spread out over the entire west wing of the 1st floor.
But now a small office space defeats me. I’ve been used to so much space. I mentioned to a much younger colleague that I have resources in folders that I have collected over the 23 years I’ve been teaching. I believe some of the booklets are older than my colleague! I have now faced the fact that some of these need to be chucked out. With OFSTED on the way I need to present an orderly front. It’s like when visitors are at the gate and your mum tells you to run upstairs with the ironing that was draped on the sofa…
So, a new office decluttering opportunity.
But I’m still scared that I’m going to throw stuff that is part of my teaching identity. Just like when I had to convert the 3 1/2 inch floppy disks or transfer the acetates I’d carefully written about Macbeth in 1998.
At least I can keep the plant.