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- Jan 30, 2011
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I earn $42,000 a year....where are these $100,000 jobs?
In regards to sports, I will not see kids for almost a week at a time because they're in this tournament and that tournament. I'll eat in a restaurant at night and watch a schoolbus from a district 250 miles away roll in with their athletes and feed 40 kids a $12/person dinner after a game...how many textbooks could be purchased with the cost of playing a basketball game on a Friday night 250 miles from home? This isn't the kind of place where the kids would be paying for their own meals.
You're right that they fall short in science. I should know that, as I teach science. You know what though? I teach high school and many of them can barely read. They honestly think that 9 + 16 is 24. They panic if I ask them what the square root of 9 is. They have asked me how many months my birds are pregnant for before they give birth. They don't know how to spell "doorknob" or "physics." I wish I was kidding. It's not all of them but I would say it is a good 60-70 percent of the children.
These are all deficiencies that developed LONG before I even got to meet these children. Quite honestly, I was even a child when they were being educated in these important things. By the time they get to me, it's too late.
I do what I can to fill in the cracks of their foundation but the apathetic, welfare benefits-rich environment of the town I live in gives them the message that school is not important. They know that their 16 year old friend can have a baby, go on maternity leave, drop out/get a GED later on and get enough benefits that she can go on shopping sprees in Target and sit home in her apartment all day. They look at me with my beaten-up car and bargain-store clothes, and then look at their siblings who engage in shady things with their new cars and new $120 sneakers....who are they going to take more seriously for their futures? They have the NBA, NFL, and MTV giving them their values...what good am I?
Yesterday, I had to discipline a child for repeatedly coming to my class and refusing to do any work. He treats me like I'm the crap under his shoes and openly disrespects me. I've tried politely sitting with him, speaking to him privately, offering him alternatives that would meet his needs, etc. What's the end result, you might ask? His MOTHER doesn't show up to school even though she was home...his 20 year old SISTER does, dressed inappropriately for an important meeting, and spends 20 minutes loudly telling me off for "picking on him" while the kid sat there smirking. No apologies, nothing. I have to "understaaaaaand" why he treats me like I'm a piece of crap and disrupts my class.
Priorities have become skewed. Teaching has become a battleground. I love the job but I don't like the blaming of teachers that goes with it. I did not give birth to these kids. I did not play a part in the first 15 years of their life. To say that I am worthless, useless because a lot of the parents I deal with don't care enough and treat their children like crotch-droppings instead of important little human beings does not give someone the right to say I can't do my job. I do my best every single day I go in there.
In regards to sports, I will not see kids for almost a week at a time because they're in this tournament and that tournament. I'll eat in a restaurant at night and watch a schoolbus from a district 250 miles away roll in with their athletes and feed 40 kids a $12/person dinner after a game...how many textbooks could be purchased with the cost of playing a basketball game on a Friday night 250 miles from home? This isn't the kind of place where the kids would be paying for their own meals.
You're right that they fall short in science. I should know that, as I teach science. You know what though? I teach high school and many of them can barely read. They honestly think that 9 + 16 is 24. They panic if I ask them what the square root of 9 is. They have asked me how many months my birds are pregnant for before they give birth. They don't know how to spell "doorknob" or "physics." I wish I was kidding. It's not all of them but I would say it is a good 60-70 percent of the children.
These are all deficiencies that developed LONG before I even got to meet these children. Quite honestly, I was even a child when they were being educated in these important things. By the time they get to me, it's too late.
I do what I can to fill in the cracks of their foundation but the apathetic, welfare benefits-rich environment of the town I live in gives them the message that school is not important. They know that their 16 year old friend can have a baby, go on maternity leave, drop out/get a GED later on and get enough benefits that she can go on shopping sprees in Target and sit home in her apartment all day. They look at me with my beaten-up car and bargain-store clothes, and then look at their siblings who engage in shady things with their new cars and new $120 sneakers....who are they going to take more seriously for their futures? They have the NBA, NFL, and MTV giving them their values...what good am I?
Yesterday, I had to discipline a child for repeatedly coming to my class and refusing to do any work. He treats me like I'm the crap under his shoes and openly disrespects me. I've tried politely sitting with him, speaking to him privately, offering him alternatives that would meet his needs, etc. What's the end result, you might ask? His MOTHER doesn't show up to school even though she was home...his 20 year old SISTER does, dressed inappropriately for an important meeting, and spends 20 minutes loudly telling me off for "picking on him" while the kid sat there smirking. No apologies, nothing. I have to "understaaaaaand" why he treats me like I'm a piece of crap and disrupts my class.
Priorities have become skewed. Teaching has become a battleground. I love the job but I don't like the blaming of teachers that goes with it. I did not give birth to these kids. I did not play a part in the first 15 years of their life. To say that I am worthless, useless because a lot of the parents I deal with don't care enough and treat their children like crotch-droppings instead of important little human beings does not give someone the right to say I can't do my job. I do my best every single day I go in there.
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