Archive for January, 2015

Edra

I was going to be Edra.

Edra taught Spanish forever.  Or maybe longer.  She’s still coming to conferences, and we’re all happy to see her.  “How old is, she anyway?” someone will say as she walks away.  90? 100?  Well, that was going to be me.  I was going to teach and teach and teach.  I loved it.  In fact, I was going to do her one better.  I planned to fall over, happy, right there in the classroom one day in, oh, 2050.

Ain’t happenin’.  Ask any teacher.  The young ones are looking around for a new career.  Older teachers like me are counting our pennies, figuring that if we keep the car longer and give up the newspaper, we may just be able to retire.

I may still fall over in the classroom.  Any day now. There are no more Edras.

 

 

Climate check

Climate at school. Bad.  Worse than ever.  I hope it’s not just me.  Or maybe I hope it is.

Meetings, pointless meetings.  Constant new initiatives. It’ll just take five more minutes.  Data data data.  Now we walk the kids in lines to and from lunch.  Now we assign same-day detentions for missing work.  Missing work to be provided by teacher to appropriate folder.  With correct cover sheet.  Upload your resources.  Upload work samples.  Reflect on your unit before you teach it.  Fit your objectives into the right boxes.  Call parents.  Survey:  Are you using your website?  Is your student work up-to-date?  Is there too much paper on your wall?  Use the common language.  New acronyms. Electronic copy only please.  No, half the computers on the cart no longer connect.  Autonomy and initiative not required, just data. I don’t even teach a tested subject.  Thanks for your opinion.  We’re ignoring it, but we knew we were supposed to ask.

Poor kids.  I don’t have the time or the energy to paste on the smile or the pleasant attitude.  I just do exactly what I’m told to do when I’m told to do it and if I get time to plan or grade or actually teach, well, that’s what nights and weekends are for.

Long range forecast:  No improvement in sight.  Storms ahead. Hope we all survive.

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