‘What? Miss parents’ evening?’ Frowning. How can you have a parents’ “evening” at 3pm?
‘Well, you’re cold and you’re not well. You don’t have to come. James won’t mind.’
‘I’d mind,’ I replied. ‘Anyhow, I’ll be warmer in the car than here and, besides, I’m getting better.’
But then a few words and phrases broke through my dozy reverie and I started paying attention.
But really. What do you think? Does education need to shift? Do we just give children a foundation, a few building blocks? A compass (moral, philosophical?) and then gently push them out to sea, to see?