I didn’t always want to become a teacher. I really wanted to become a professional footballer, cricketer or boxer. My choice was made easier, what with being rubbish at most sports. So I settled for teaching – a life of genteel poverty and malign insult from almost all levels of society. It’s a living. My subject, English, had its drawbacks. It was all very well being an otherworldly intellectual and raving aesthete, but sometimes I wanted to teach sport. I wanted the learning to be more kinaesthetic.
Like boxing.
My school didn’t like boxing. Most schools don’t. It supposedly encourages bad values, macho violence, street thuggery. What rubbish!
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