A Day In the Life, Gripes

Even This Post Is A Contradiction. I think.

Sometimes it seems that teachers are some of the most hypocritical people on the planet.

“Please let him be absent today, PLEASE!”

“I cannot believe his parents took him out of school for such a mundane reason. Of all students, he most certainly should not be missing school.”

I imagine, at times, it must feel impossible to please a teacher.

“I absolutely cannot make it to any more meetings. I have too much to do.”

“I cannot believe I wasn’t invited to that meeting.”

It appears, that unless it was our idea, no matter the situation, we just cannot get on board.

“You absolutely cannot have my class for an extra rehearsal. I need the instructional time.”

“You absolutely cannot expect me to keep my class then. I need the planning time.”

I mean, even when we get what we asked for, we’re still not satisfied.

“Why can’t the administration take art and music more seriously like they do the other subjects? We’re just as important as other classroom teachers. We work just as hard. Why can’t we be treated the same?”

“Why can’t the administration just leave us alone? Art and music are so different than other subjects. They can’t put us in the same category. They can’t expect us to do the same things.”

To the outside world, teachers must appear to be the most contradictory people in the professional world.

“I cannot believe the district refuses to provide us with decent professional development during our contract hours. Don’t they know how hard it is to do that on my own?”

“I cannot believe the district expects us to attend this seminar. Don’t they know I have work to do in my classroom?”

I can almost see why so many people don’t get us.

“I cannot wait for the school year to start so I can get back into my classroom where I belong!”

“I cannot wait for the summer to get here so I can have a break from the classroom!”

It’s almost as if our working lives are filled with so much discord that we unknowingly slip into a state of contradiction whenever we talk about work.

“I love my job so much. Working with kids is so rewarding and important and noble. I know that I’m making a difference in my students’ lives.”

“I hate my job so much. I’m just a glorified babysitter. The kids don’t care, the parents don’t care, the administrators don’t care. It’s all about tests, tests, tests. I’m not making any kind of difference.”

Really, though, you would think, listening to teachers, that the field of education is filled with only the whiniest, most indecisive, laziest, most uncaring professionals out there.

“I spent three hours last night grading work, but I promised my students they’d get it back today, and they were really looking forward to it, so…”

“Yeah, I’m taking a course this summer, it’s kind of expensive, but I really think it’ll help me professionally,and I know I can use it in my classroom, so…”

“I really wanted to take it easy this weekend, but I had to set up for that art show, and the students were really excited about it, so…”

“I had to come in early this morning and meet with his parents, but I really think we’re turning a corner here, so…”

In conclusion, teachers are a bucket of contradictions, never happy with anything and ridiculously hard to please. Not to mention we don’t care about anything or anyone. So to all the teachers out there, don’t worry, there’s only about a month left of this waste of a school year, and then you can begin your summer vacation. Just one more month and then you can begin that second (third?) job, attend those seminars, take those grad courses and create those lesson plans, you lazy punks.
Thank goodness we don’t work year round, huh?

One thought on “Even This Post Is A Contradiction. I think.

  1. Thank you for a morning chuckle as I sip my coffee, watch the sunrise, and try to convince myself that “yes, I can” do this yet another day…and just one more week…not counting the extra week for cleaning up the art room after meeting the requirement to “teach to the very last minute”.


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