Find out what it means to me! (Sock it to me, sock it to me . . . . )
Enough. Actually, that's what's happening: they're socking it to me. Who? The town I work in! There's such a lack of respect for teachers, mostly coming from the School Committee. According to SC notes, there are items in the teacher contract that were added when "teachers were better than us." What?!!! (And I won't talk about the 8 pages of SC notes talking about sports or that one of the SC members talked about "band geeks." Oh yeah.)
This is all precipitated because every day I pass by an election sign for a SC member that says "Students. Parents. Community." Like it's them against the evil teachers. And this comes on the heels of my just spending a lot of $$$ on the Study Island Fiesta my classes are having this week. (Study Island is an online program that our students use to develop their math skills).
And why am I doing a Study Island Fiesta? Because school just isn't fun any more. I know, I know, people will say "it wasn't fun when I went!" Well, it WAS when I went . . . I remember having an International Day where we dressed in foreign costumes. I remember making ice cream in Mrs. Reno's 3rd grade class. I remember making crepes in French class. (Perhaps that is why clothes and food are still my vices!) Now it's all OEQs (Open Response Questions) and practice tests. Okay, I'm exaggerating, but not too much!
Enough. Actually, that's what's happening: they're socking it to me. Who? The town I work in! There's such a lack of respect for teachers, mostly coming from the School Committee. According to SC notes, there are items in the teacher contract that were added when "teachers were better than us." What?!!! (And I won't talk about the 8 pages of SC notes talking about sports or that one of the SC members talked about "band geeks." Oh yeah.)
This is all precipitated because every day I pass by an election sign for a SC member that says "Students. Parents. Community." Like it's them against the evil teachers. And this comes on the heels of my just spending a lot of $$$ on the Study Island Fiesta my classes are having this week. (Study Island is an online program that our students use to develop their math skills).
And why am I doing a Study Island Fiesta? Because school just isn't fun any more. I know, I know, people will say "it wasn't fun when I went!" Well, it WAS when I went . . . I remember having an International Day where we dressed in foreign costumes. I remember making ice cream in Mrs. Reno's 3rd grade class. I remember making crepes in French class. (Perhaps that is why clothes and food are still my vices!) Now it's all OEQs (Open Response Questions) and practice tests. Okay, I'm exaggerating, but not too much!
Okay, I'm getting bitter. I really do love my job! It's just hard to give it your all every day when outside forces are constantly belittling you! I get home and look in the mirror and remember the comment one 7th grader said to me way back in '93: "Ms. Rich, you look really nice every morning when you get to school." (Well thank you, Danny!) "But by the end of the day, you look like you're stoned." (Ugh, thanks?! I mean, I feel like I've been run over by a Mack truck . . . !)
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