Letter to my 16-year-old self

Always relevant when another group of students get towards the end of their exams…

Luke Richardson

This week, we secondary school teachers, are saying goodbye to another group of students.

We’ll attempt to say something poignant in the final lesson, maybe pose for photographs – then they’ll be gone, walking out into the sunlight, towards the school gates, as they have a thousand times over the last five years.

From the classroom window, we’ll watch them, signing each other’s shirts and laughing as they walk away from their time in compulsory education.  One or two may stop and look back, many won’t – change can only really be seen in hindsight.

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Behind them is a life lived, and in front, the future. A future where we hope the things we taught, the discussions we’ve had and the example we’ve set will help them find success…

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