I am currently working for an Alternative Provision agency on a zero hour contract. I teach children and young people who are unable to manage the demands of mainstream schools.
Most of the sessions are online, some of the children and young people have received funding from their local authority for 5 hours of online teaching, Monday to Friday. My assignments have included supporting a teenage student with funding for online provision for 5 hours a day, 5 days a week. There are challenges, but I am determined to do what I can.
As I mentioned in a previous post, I have found picturebooks groundbreaking in building relationships with disaffected children and young people.
I continue to be encouraged as countenances relax, moods soften and conversations open through the pages of my picturebooks. Time and time again, the shared reading of Shaun Tan’s ‘The Red Tree’ has proved to be a gentle, yet effective, way to build bridges into these young lives.

A few weeks ago, as I waited… and waited… and waited for my student to join me in the online tutor room, I wrote a poem (as you do)…
Digging for Treasure
(An ode to teaching online in Alternative Provision)
Absent
Here I am
I show up
day
after
day
after
day
I sit alone
hour
after
hour
after
hour
I am not
giving
up.
Present
Sullen stony silence
Icy defiance
Shrugs, scowls and snarls
Scribbles and insults
Swears and curses
I am not
giving
up.
Potential
I know there is treasure
I have seen it
I have rolled up my sleeves
And I am
digging
digging
digging
I am not
giving
up.

(I have just closed the tutor room for the day, after receiving permission from the office to do so. I have been here by myself for hours, sitting in front of my laptop, thoroughly prepared, visualiser all set up and ready to go, wonderful picturebooks at hand – but not a soul to share them with. The temptation to give up is real…)

You’re an amazing teacher, Julia. I know you won’t give up as your poem is beautifully descriptive of the reasons you find not to. All your teaching friends know you’re a wonderful teacher, and we’re with you as you sit alone waiting for your student. One day, they will realise how much they can learn from you and regret all those wasted moments.
Thank you, Lizzie. I’m really grateful to you for cheering me on. ❤️