I love to write.
I also love to plan for and teach secondary school age students.
However, the core duties of that job can be divided into three stages:
planning, teaching, and marking.
It’s that last step that irks me.
I actively dislike marking.
I would rather do grounds duty than grade papers. I know colleagues who have left the job and do relief teaching rather than grade papers. It’s the tedium and boredom but also the responsibility of it.
So here I am released from the classroom with time to write my thesis. A wonderful privilege. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading and writing my first four chapters over the past three months.
Now the time has come for me to plough through hundreds – literally – of papers that are being graded from every angle in order to provide data for my thesis. And I am bored witless. It is such hard work.
And it’s ironic. I began studying to allay the boredom of decades of teaching. Now my studies are full time and I am faced with the very boredoms that brought about the original decision to study.
Can’t wait for this grading and findings stage to be over.