London was calling my name…..
In the words of Cher Horowitz (Clueless reference, for all of you that haven’t watched this 90’s classic)… AS IF, it’s been a whole year since I moved to London. London has always held a special place in my heart. My sister has lived here for over a decade now, my first trip abroad with school was a trip to London, and my Made in Chelsea obsession during my GCSEs was borderline unhealthy. But did I ever envisage myself living here? Honestly, no. I am quite the ‘home-bird’ and probably the most patriotic Irish person you’ll ever meet. I studied Primary Education with Irish – my plan after university was to do some supply work in Irish Medium schools and cross my fingers, in the hope to bag a maternity post to get the ball rolling with my teaching career. London was never really an option for me, but the pressure of final year and finding a job made me consider all options at least 5 times over.
In December of my final year, Aquinas Education came to visit and invited any interested students to take them up on a trip to London to visit some schools and see what teaching in the UK would be like. Myself and a few friends decided we wanted a day off of uni (apologies to any of my past lecturers reading this) so took them up on this offer, and boarded a 6AM flight to London a week later. We visited 3 amazing schools in different areas in London and even got lunch at the Bluebird café (15 year old MIC obsessed me was screaming). We left again that evening. The whirlwind day in London left me even more in love with the city and a bit more open to completing my NQT year in London. What’s a year, right?
Fast forward to June 2019, one too many deadlines, a dissertation and a graduation later and the uncertainty of what lay ahead was overwhelming. Everyone else in my university class seemed to have it all in the bag; jobs lined up, plans for further education, or off travelling the world. After a week of living the high life (binge watching TV series and sleeping in), I was bored and didn’t like hanging around at home. I realised that this would be my life come September… waiting around for a phone-call for some supply work and drinking copious amounts of tea in my mum’s living room watching trash TV. Panicked, I text Sam from Aquinas and asked him what opportunities were left in London. Within a week, I was on another flight and had two job interviews. Just like that.
A few days later, I had accepted a Reception teacher job in a Central London school (15 minutes from Liverpool Street!) working with the friendliest and most supportive staff any NQT could wish for. For the first time in my life, it felt like things were really falling into place. For that, I can’t thank Aquinas Education enough. They’re a great agency with opportunities coming up throughout the year – not just during the rush at the end of year when everyone is securing new posts. Follow their Instagram page @aquinaseducation_london to see if any exciting opportunities appeal to you. I promise you, it’ll be the best thing that you’ve ever do.
September was not long coming around, and I began the school year with the mentality of ‘Just one year, I’ll finish the NQT year and be on the first flight home and have a job in Ireland.’ Well. London won me over and I’m confident that it will win you over too. I’ve signed a contract with the same school I completed my NQT year in and am currently enjoying the London summer (albeit in the shade because pale Irish girls covered in freckles like me are not equipped for 34 degrees of direct sunlight).
Produced By Tori McCready 20/07/2020
“In the words of Cher Horowitz (Clueless reference, for all of you that haven’t watched this 90’s classic)… AS IF, it’s been a whole year since I moved to London”