I forget where I first picked up the term ‘thought shrapnel,’ I think it may have been Doug Belshaw. Putting that aside, the first Teaching and Learning Takeover yesterday was full of thought grenades. It was the perfect antidote to seven weeks of a new school and role. This isn’t a cry for help, I’m big enough and ugly enough to be ok, but I’ve been feeling a bit lost this term. Being a net learner rather than contributor is not my usual gear. For that purpose, it was fantastic to bump into old and new friends. It’s really true, when people you respect tell you the same thing, the message sinks in. The event, for me, was like finding that elusive gold at the end of the rainbow. I came away from Southampton University with a mind like this: I can for the first time, see a clear path though the trees. Thing is, it was already in my head – I just needed help to find it. Although there was a little bit too much gratuitous Gove and Dai...
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