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UNIT 3 My First Job
Trying
to
make
some
money
before
entering
university,
the
author
applies
for
a
teaching job. But the interview goes
from bad to worse...
While
I
was
waiting
to
enter
university,
I
saw
advertised
in
a
local
newspaper
a
teaching post at a school in a suburb
of London about ten miles from where I lived.
Being
very short money and wanting to
do something useful, I applied, fearing as I did
so, that
without a degree and with no
experience in teaching my chances of getting the
job were
slim.
However,
three
days
later
a
letter
arrived,
asking
me
to
go
to
Croydon
for
an
interview.
It
proved
an
awkward
journey:
a
train
to
Croydon
station;
a
ten-minute
bus
ride and then a walk of at least a
quarter to feel nervous.
The
school was a red brick house with big windows, The
front garden was a gravel
square; four
evergreen shrubs stood at each corner, where they
struggled to survive the
dust and fumes
from a busy main from a busy main road.
It was clearly the headmaster himself
that opened the door. He was short and fat. He
had a sandy-coloured moustache, a
wrinkled forehead and hardly any hair.
He
looked
at
me
with an
air
of
surprised disapproval,
as
a
colonel might
look at
a
private
whose
bootlaces
were
undone.
'Ah
yes,'
he
grunted.
'You'd
better
come
inside.'
The
narrow, sunless hall smelled unpleasantly of stale
cabbage; the walls were dirty with
ink
marks; it was all silent. His study, judging by
the crumbs on the carpet, was also his
dining-room.
'You'd
better
sit
down,'
he
said,
and
proceeded
to
ask
me
a
number
of
questions:
what
subjects
I
had
taken
in
my
General
School
Certificate;
how
old
I
was;
what
games
I
played;
then
fixing
me
suddenly
with
his
bloodshot
eyes,
he
asked
me
whether
I
thought
games
were
a
vital
part
of
a
boy's
education.
I
mumbled
something
about
not
attaching
too
much
importance
to
them.
He
grunted.
I
had
said
the
wrong
thing. The headmaster and I obviously
had very little in common.
The school, he said, consisted of one
class of twenty-four boys, ranging in age from
seven to thirteen. I should have to
teach all subjects except art, which he taught
himself.
Football and cricket were
played in the Park, a mile away on Wednesday and
Saturday
afternoons.
The
teaching set-up filled me with fear. I should have
to divide the class into three
groups
and teach them in turn at three different levels;
and I was dismayed at the thought
of
teaching
algebra
and
geometry-two
subjects
at
which
I
had
been
completely
incompetent at
school. Worse perhaps was the idea of Saturday
afternoon cricket; most of
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