Teaching in the Time of Obedience
Last night on facebook, I lamented about becoming a teacher during the craziness that is corporate education reform. I wrote: "I am in a foul mood. I feel this way anytime I look around and think about my career prospects. Why couldn't they have destroyed the teaching profession AFTER I spent my years in the classroom? I wish I had never become a teacher. #Selfish #PityParty"
My friends were kind and supportive, offering many words of encouragement. But here is what I said in response:
My friends were kind and supportive, offering many words of encouragement. But here is what I said in response:
Thanks guys. It just pisses me off. I did things the right way, got my Masters before entering the classroom, had years of experience teaching already, spent years working with students with special need at the psych hospital. But then the year I graduate (2009) the sh!t really starts to hit the fan. I morally and physically cannot do what the job has become, especially for Sped in the inner city. I can't do it. I can't give those damn tests. I can't divert more time to paperwork than
