Catching the teaching bug
Sir - I always detested the word retirement and have given it a wide, wide berth - way off over the dim horizon…
It only seems like a couple of years ago since I trained in Mary I and graduated as a fully fledged primary teacher in 1973. All my hopes, dreams, aspirations from childhood realised - I was on the crest of a wave. Growing up in West Kerry, choosing to be a teacher was viewed as a very noble career.
I was hit by the bug very early in life. My late parents would recall memories of dolls, teddies, neighbours' children lined up in their "classes" and any available wall, or boards, were used as a blackboard for tables, the primary cert exam, and call "the rolla".