Into the Wild

Sitting correcting 56 exam papers and watching this film just do not go together. The quesion that keeps popping to mind is 'what is all of this about?' Am I doing this so that the students I teach will have a better life? Am I doing it just to pay the bills? Is paying the bills all life is about? Having visited parts of the world where there is real poverty, hunger and the rest, I do underdstand that what I am doing here is a luxury - asking etherial questions. I sometimes say to myself 'you are not living your life', but it is not true. I have made so many choices, many not so good but those choices have changed my life and the course of my life. There are times when I stand at a crossroads, yes, the metaphore is old and well used, and I wonder what might have happenned if I had turned the other way. What would I have done, seen achieved? Into the Wild, correcting these exams allow me to go into the wild, allow me to, for a few months in the year, see, experience so many other things. However, just like Chris in the film, the rest of the time I feel so alone, so lonely, so unloved, so unbefriended. OK, that's enough... get on with those copies!!