{"id":3079,"date":"2021-07-21T13:10:17","date_gmt":"2021-07-21T12:10:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/?p=3079"},"modified":"2021-07-22T17:30:49","modified_gmt":"2021-07-22T16:30:49","slug":"alumni-profile-julie-burman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/2021\/07\/21\/alumni-profile-julie-burman\/","title":{"rendered":"Alumni Profile &#8211; Julie Burman"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"lead\">Julie Burman (English &#038; American Literature &#8211; Class of 92)<\/p>\n<p>As a child I had always dreamed of being a teacher but in 1982, I joined the Women\u2019s Royal Naval Service, aged 18. In 1986 they asked me to leave because I was pregnant with my son, Dan and at that time, as a woman, you couldn\u2019t serve with children. I thought that was my working career over &#8211; I wasn\u2019t really good at anything else and for 4 years, I did part-time work in bars and bingo halls.<\/p>\n<p>No-one I knew from my estate had gone to University but in 1990, aged 26, I applied to Ruskin College in Oxford and they accepted me on a Diploma course for English and American Literature! My dream came true! I took my son with me and juggled seminars, lectures and the school run &#8211; it was all about the routine!<\/p>\n<p>At Ruskin, I met a new partner and we both applied to UKC amongst other universities &#8211; but UKC was the place for us, so we arrived in September 1992. I signed up for a BA(Hons) in English Literature and was able to start in the second year because of my Diploma.<\/p>\n<p>We shared a house out at Whitstable and with no car it was the school run plus a bus ride in but again &#8211; it was all about routine and we found ours quite quickly!<\/p>\n<p>By March 1993, I was pregnant again, so I had to stop my rugby training, badminton and keep fit classes!! Just some of the activities I could fit in being on campus, before going back to the afternoon school run. On May 17th 1993, 6 months\u2019 pregnant, my father passed away &#8211; it was the first day of my Year 2 exams. I attended that exam &#8211; it was surreal. I wasn\u2019t able to finish the exam but my tutor helped me to sort that out.<\/p>\n<p>Tom was born on September 5th 1993. I had been on my own a lot throughout the pregnancy and even though my partner still shared the house, he was often off playing football and cricket for UKC &#8211; he was very good but as you know, the social side is just as busy and with work to be done, I felt like a single parent for a lot of the time.<\/p>\n<p>But I wasn\u2019t lonely! After the school run, I would go into Uni, with Tom strapped to my front, my baby bag on my shoulder and my books and work on my back &#8211; on the bus &#8211; it was easy to read on the way in and check my essays.<\/p>\n<p>I went to all of my lectures and seminars with Tom strapped on &#8211; I always got a seat at the back in case he cried but he never did &#8211; I must have looked such a sight though, with a bottle under my chin, feeding him and writing my notes! It got better &#8211; I also rescued a puppy that had been found in a black bin-liner with siblings. The trauma had been too much for Bronte(!) and she would chew the rental furniture and carpet!! So I started taking her into Uni with me too! She was in a shopping bag on my shoulder, Tom on the front, books and baby stuff on my back!! We only did that occasionally, due to the times of lectures but I remember her licking my face as I tried to take my notes &#8211; I must have looked like a mad bag lady!<\/p>\n<p>One strong memory is of a 72 hour exam &#8211; I collected the paper and went home, getting straight on it but when it came to typing it up, using a very old and large computer, at 3 or 4am on the last night, with Tom crying (teething) the computer suddenly crashed and I lost the lot! I remember crying and talking to myself at the same time, \u2018You are not going to give up!\u2019 But it was tempting! However, I just cracked on and managed to finish the essay, got on the bus at about 9am, ran the pushchair to the drop off point, with minutes to spare! I could see the other students going off to the pub to celebrate but I just went home to sleep!!!<\/p>\n<p>When I graduated, I cried all the way down the aisle &#8211; I could hear Dan shouting out \u2018Well done, Mum!\u2019 It was a memory I will always cherish!<\/p>\n<p>Years later &#8211; Tom became a student at UKC, playing football and cricket for them&#8230;and so life goes round \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>After leaving UKC, I trained for one more year in Southampton, attaining my PGCE in English and Drama. I started work straight away, teaching disadvantaged students in Pupil Referral Units (PRU), rising to Leading Learning Practitioner and Behaviour Manager in a PRU in the New Forest.<\/p>\n<p>In 2016 I made the decision to pack up and travel, with the hope of getting a job in Spain &#8211; and here I am in sunny Valencia, aged 57, still making my dreams come true!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Julie Burman (English &#038; American Literature &#8211; Class of 92) As a child I had always dreamed of being a teacher but in 1982, I &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/2021\/07\/21\/alumni-profile-julie-burman\/\">Read&nbsp;more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":56138,"featured_media":3088,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[118124],"tags":[807,74],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3079"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/56138"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3079"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3079\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3093,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3079\/revisions\/3093"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3088"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3079"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3079"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.kent.ac.uk\/development\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3079"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}