tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-450035130623687048.post9074491203156802434..comments2024-01-31T17:24:14.790-08:00Comments on Wozza's Place...: There's no success like failure, and failure's no success at all (Bob Dylan)Wozzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07308022023634574732noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-450035130623687048.post-44940959780423575202016-08-18T12:33:22.503-07:002016-08-18T12:33:22.503-07:00It's hard to say Christine. It's not one s...It's hard to say Christine. It's not one simple thing. <br /><br />I was very very immature - on a physical and mental level I was way behind the other boys and it took me four years to catch up with my peers. <br /><br />Plus, yes, I was way more interested in music and sport at that time. When mum and dad came into my teenage bedroom and saw it completely covered with music and Arsenal posters I was often told, 'if only you put as much effort into your school work!', which I thought was unfair - I did do work and I did try but things seemed beyond my comprehension! <br /><br />I can't blame the teachers. As I said in the blog I had some really super amazing teachers. For chemistry I had my dad helping me AND a great young teacher but I still didn't get it AT ALL. My brain is not wired for maths/ science. I don't think it's a coincidence that by the sixth form I was only doing (and failing) maths - the rest of my subjects - English, art, geography, French, history were much more me.<br /><br />What I still find staggering is how I never lost sight of my dream (and no one was telling me otherwise). I remember that in my own teaching.Wozzahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07308022023634574732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-450035130623687048.post-26104763350429637242016-08-18T11:25:23.558-07:002016-08-18T11:25:23.558-07:00what do you put those years of failure down to? mu...what do you put those years of failure down to? music? sport? boring teachers? Christinenoreply@blogger.com