The past few weeks have filled me with nostalgia as I have watched and read the announcements about the new education proposals coming from the Department for Education. So much of what has been announced has reminded me of my own education in the 1960s.
Days spent chanting times tables and lines from poems, doing long division and fractions. It reminded me of the time I asked my teacher why we had to learn up to the 12 times tables and no further. The response was: "Don't be silly, you need your 12 times table to work out your pocket money." We spent days working as a whole class, doing exactly the same work. I never understood those odd times when we were split into groups.
I must be of a similar age to Michael Gove as it seems he shared many of my experiences. If only I knew then, back in the 1960s, that I was getting an education fit for the 21st century.
If the day comes when I sit with grandchildren on my knee, I will be well placed to remember my own school days and help them with their homework. How little times have changed.
Alun Morgan, Benthall, Shropshire.