The Piper 19

Eyes…

Read After Burnout

images-444At less than five years of age, Pete could tell the time. He also knew an awful lot about time. Although, he had kept this to himself along with the other things he could do.

It was now almost twenty-five minutes to six which meant that his mother was at least twenty-five minutes late. At such a tenderly young age, Pete should have had little concept of minutes and hours. Others of his age, and older, only responded to their body clocks which rang when they were hungry or needed to use the toilet. Pete had a much more detailed understanding of how time worked and knew that his mother being late was not a good thing.

Another thing that was not good was the way the big nursery nurse looked at him when she thought nobody could see. This was the big lady’s third day at the nursery and…

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mike2all

This is the story of what happened to me when anxiety took a grip. I lost my senses, I lost my job, and I lost me. I then turned to writing to find those things that had gone missing. How can you teach when you believe that education is a business that is failing in its primary remit of helping to create a better society? Indeed, how can you teach when you believe that you have nothing of value to pass on? The book/blog is the story of my recovery from the absolute darkness of the early days. It is an Odyssey through my life over the last twelve months and a retracing of my steps to discover how I found myself there. More than all of that, it is a re-evaluation and a rejoicing of all that which I call life. Happy reading and I hope it helps. There is madness, Everyday Madness, and not all of it comes from within.

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