Hotseat: Kevin McLean
DESC's head of year 10 shares his memories of school
Teacher of Mathematics and Head of Year 10 at DESC
Where did you go to school?
I went to Scotter Primary School and then Huntcliff Comprehensive Secondary, both of which are in Lincolnshire in the UK.
What was your favourite subject?
I had different favourites throughout my school life but the two constants were Maths and PE. In saying that however, PE wasn’t the best in winter when Mr. Goodall made us play rugby in the snow with our sleeves rolled up to our elbows.
What was your least favourite?
My least favourite was drama as I hated standing in front of people who I thought were all looking at me and judging me. How ironic that I am now a teacher.
Did you have a favourite teacher?
I had two favourite teachers. The first was Mr. Treen who was a Maths teacher and the other was Mr. Slater who was a History teacher. Both of them were incredibly funny and taught in a way that was engaging and fun. Mr. Slater made a rap song up and always performed it to his class at the start of every year whilst dancing and jumping along the tables. We thought he was so cool.
Were you good or naughty?
Good of course with a couple of little incidents which were completely not my fault! In primary school I remember stealing my friends reading book which was The Village with Three Corners. He didn’t like that of course, and gave me a vicious nip to my arm. I cried a bit and then he ended up having to stand in the rubbish bin facing the wall as punishment. Harsh!
What was the naughtiest thing you did at school?
I was a model student! I did throw bits of broken eraser in a fellow students’ curly hair once and felt fairly guilty afterwards. Apart from that I was just a typical lad playing innocent jokes on friends, nothing that would warrant a good telling off.
What’s your happiest memory from your school days?
Probably the school ski trip to Italy when I was in Year 11. After a great day of skiing, and seeing teachers and friends taking massive falls on the slopes, we went outside to the hotel car park and started playing football. A group of local boys came over and asked to play against us - we couldn’t resist the challenge of course, so much hilarity ensued. Challenges were flying between us like it was the Tyne and Wear Derby!
What about your worst one?
I don’t really have any bad memories of school. It is often said but they really were the best times of my life. Being with friends all day, playing football every break time, laughing and joking etc, it was excellent. The only thing that would stick out as bad would be losing the final of the local schools football cup.
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