Things get worse

At first the school had claimed it was trying to help me but as time went on that help became more like a damning indictment of me as a person and as a teacher. My union, still believing that the school was trying to make things better for me, sat on it's hands and it was only when the situation had become hopeless that they decided to act.

One alleged act had become three by this point and it was clear that matters were being investigated with a view to establishing my guilt rather than finding the facts. Shortly before the summer holiday, I was sacked.

I appealed because that was expected but it was a formality and the original decision was upheld.

I was at a low ebb but things got worse.