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What Makes Me Qualified to Do This?

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  What Makes Me Qualified to Do This (It’s Not What You Think) When people hear that I create educational resources, they sometimes ask if I used to be a teacher. And the answer is: yes -  but maybe not in the way you’re imagining. 🎓 Teaching, Psychology & the Edges of the System I’ve worked as a psychology lecturer in further education, and I’ve taught maths and English in alternative settings for young people who hadn’t thrived in mainstream school. I’ve also worked in forensic mental health, supporting individuals navigating complex trauma, disconnection, and often, systems that weren’t built for them. Across all of these settings: classroom, crisis, or containment - I saw the same truth: ✨ People shut down when they don’t feel safe. ✨ Pressure creates panic, not progress. ✨ Confidence and connection are not optional extras, they’re the foundation of learning. 🧠 I Know What It’s Like to Be That Learner I didn’t leave school early, I just… ...

Scribbles, Self-Doubt and Slight Chaos

Scribbles, Self-Doubt, and Slight Chaos A new business venture…  (Or: Is It Still a Business If You’re Wearing Pyjamas and Fixing Toilets at 1am?) I didn’t mean to start a business. Not really. I just wanted to make something for my daughter. Something that made poetry feel less like pressure and more like play. Something that didn’t assume she already knew what a metaphor was (or how to decode a poem before breakfast). And then… something sparked. That tiny idea, a scribbled worksheet, a wonky Canva template turned into a full-on creative storm. Fonts were chosen. Pages were drafted. Prompts were tested. And somewhere along the way, I remembered how much I love making things that help people learn. Especially the curious, messy, brilliant ones who don’t fit into neat boxes. I called it Wonder & Scribble because that’s how it started. Wonder, first – the spark, the questions, the “what if?” And scribble – the doing part. The brave, unfiltered, slightly chaotic beginnings. A Pee...