I have been a teacher at Hampton since 2004. From day one I found myself among a lively, generous and hard working group of people, dedicated to their pupils and keen to do the best job possible.
Despite the size of the School, there seems to be a place for everyone at Hampton. Indeed, perhaps it is the scale of the School that allows this. So, whether a boy is talented in music or drama, in sport or in helping others, he will be able to pursue his interests. Staff members have a wealth of expertise and are always on hand to help, guide and mentor. We celebrate the successes of all our pupils proudly and aim to ensure that all feel valued, wherever their talents may lie.
Academic standards are high at Hampton. It is, of course, something that we pride ourselves on as teachers. The staff believe that every boy is capable of great things and the boys, in turn, are keen to rise to the challenge. Life in the classroom is fast-paced, varied, and at times surprising: every day a boy teaches me something new or encourages me to look at the world differently. Classroom discussion is commonplace and lively and is, in my mind, part of what makes Hampton the school it is. The pupils are encouraged to have questioning minds and to be independent thinkers – even if this means (politely) disagreeing with the teacher every so often.
Pastorally, the care is second to none. Our prime concern is the welfare of our pupils.
Having taught at the school for a while now, one of my greatest pleasures is to witness the boys develop from initially shy and cautious First Years to confident, intelligent, charming young men, who are happy to stop and chat in the corridor about their weekend; their plans for the future or their success in a recent sporting event. Old boys often visit or drop us an email to let us know how they are getting on and it is lovely to hear of their successes since they left the school.
Back on my first day at Hampton, I was told by a long serving colleague that I would like the place so much that I would find it difficult to leave. Twelve years on, they may just be right!