The Flying Fish

The 26th of January marks one year since I started working as an instructor. I remember the day well. On the evening of the 25th of January, I was offered an ab initio student. Having had no success finding a job for the last year, I accepted; ad the next day (co-incidentally, my 21st birthday), I met with my victim. Ah, I mean, student. He taught me more than he realises, and I consider myself lucky to have had such a passionate and studious individual as my first student. It definitely helped make the job a little less stressful. I am proud to say he passed his PPL Skills Test later in 2013. And only tried to kill me twice. Since then, I have had 3 other students go solo, with one nearing the end of his PPL training. Suffice to say I have considerably more grey hairs and stress-lines than your average 22-year-old. However, being able to teach someone and actually have them understand what you're saying is worth it. And having a student teach me something is a remarkably ...