On a cold and grey December day in 2008, I took my first steps to becoming a Cambridge student. Now, with interviews taking place at my former university this week, I wanted to relive my own day of interviews, exactly ten years on. As a BA Classics applicant for Gonville and Caius College, I would have to go through the following, before my fate could be decided: A written translation test A "general" interview (non-subject specific) A subject specific interview A "random col
On the day that the Spice Girls announced another reunion and their latest tour, it seemed like a good time for me to talk about some of my "Girl Power"-related discoveries from the 2018 Women in Leadership Conference, held at Erasmus University, Rotterdam, last Friday (2nd November). My main aims for the day were to meet some fellow businesswomen, share stories about setting up a business here in the Netherlands, and network with women working in a variety of sectors. But th
At the top of a mountain in the Italian Alps, I am running through the imperfect tense of the verb "to be" in Latin. eram, eras, erat, eramus, eratis, erant. The words are embedded in my memory, but it is difficult not to be distracted by the sight of rolling snow-covered mountains and colourful skiers all around me. My student writes out a verb table into his workbook, while plates of steaming pasta and delicious fried cheese balls are placed in front of us: our brain food.
On World Teachers' Day, I consider some of my favourite things about being a teacher, and think about the opportunities, friendships and understanding which it has brought to my life. 1.) I get the chance to meet so many lovely and interesting young people, who have such a positive impact on my life. Each pupil of mine has changed me in a way which may not be immediately detectable, but is, nonetheless, significant. Some have opened my eyes to a new culture or way of life, ot
May 2012, aged 21 years and 3 months. I’m standing outside a classroom, in an unfamiliar school, in an unfamiliar city, waiting for a group of twelve- and thirteen-year olds to decide my fate. I take a peek through the circular glass window and ready myself for the challenge ahead. Hearing footsteps behind me, I turn to shake the hand of my interviewer. I remember to shake firmly, like I’ve always been told. She smiles warmly, and invites me into the classroom. “Are you actua