All my life, I’ve been a perfectionist. Give me a task and I’ll want to do it, not just well, but perfectly. I’ve always wanted to be top of the class. I’ve wanted to have the gold star. I’ve wanted to be the one who wins. And then I became a teacher. It started off well enough. In my NQT year, my university supervisor commented on how immaculately I had arranged my evidence folders. Perfectly labelled, perfectly filed, perfectly annotated. Colleagues were shown examples of my exemplary marking. I was asked to lead a CPD session on inspiring lower ability … Continue reading When Is Good Enough, Good Enough?