13 Reasons This Middle School Disciplinarian Has Started the Final Countdown:
- I think my last name is “defendant.”
- I have offered staff members bribes to take over lunch duty for me.
- I have had loud discussions in my car on my way home from work and I am alone.
- When my family and friends talk about schools, I change the topic to religion or politics.
- The home recycling bin is chock full of empty bottles of adult beverages.
- Everyone thinks they know how to do my job better than I do.
- I finally get a bathroom break six hours into my work day.
- I have seriously considered applying to be a contestant on Survivor because it cannot be any more difficult than daily torture at the hands of parents, students, and staff.
- I have a desk drawer full of intriguing confiscated items, ranging from stufed animals to switchblades.
- I get calls at home from people who say they don’t want to bother me while I am working.
- I mutter “hands off policy” and “three day suspension” and “You are not bad but are making bad choices” in my sleep.
- I disguise myself to go out to eat or to visit the mall or supermarket.
- I think that going to the gynecologist is the most fun I have had in two semesters.
I do think this list and the picture above are true and hysterically accurate. Despite my sarcasm and cynicism, I still harbor dreams of saving the world, and I do love everyone else’s teenagers as much as I do my own Monkey Boy.
I am very receptive to compliments and comments today. Go ahead; make my day.
You have my sympathy and respect. HOW much longer until summer vacation? Do you have Alice Cooper’s “School’s Out” playing on a loop in your head yet?
I’m sayin’ it again - I have an excess of admiration and respect for the work you do. It’s hard work. It’s IMPORTANT work. Seriously; folks like you are the only thing that stands between us and complete and utter ruin.
I love ya, CV.
I love #4—and I understand it ! I’m an educator, too, though I’m not quite in the front line like you. Bless you!
Why do stuffed animals get confiscated? Are they loaded with heroin or whatnot?
Oh this year has been just awful, hasn’t it? I hope you take really extra special care of yourself in the next weeks. You’ve been through the ringer.
my mom retired after 35 years. people were always asking me if i was going to teach like her. no way! i’d go postal!
I really wonder what the solutions are for what is going on - the way society views education and allows crap to go on in the system. Today, I read about a mother and daughter who came in and beat the mess out of the teen’s teacher in front of the class.
You deserve a lot of respect something I think you probably don’t see enough of from the people who should be giving it. Just think summer break is almost here though.
Happy TT, mine is also up.
Cajun, you rock. The end is coming up fast (six weeks, here!) and you can do it. You can.
Like the others, I have high regard for you ’cause you teach. I just wish you could find a better district — like mine! — and people who’d appreciate you.
Yeah, I like going to the gynecologist too. Lea’s is wicked smart and personable, and the other doctor in the practice is totally babealicious.
I found out they get cranky in a hurry, though, if you’re a guy and you just go down there by yourself instead of…oh, with your pregnant wife, for example.
Do you ever give the switchblades back? I hope not.
I have loud conversations with myself in the car too, so you’re not alone there!
I am so ding-dang behind on blog reading! I’m still here, just not as often and not as comment-y. The end of the school year is near… I can feel it in my bones!
Wait….is #3 a BAD thing?!?!
That’s what keeps me sane. Contrary to what other drivers looking at me may think!