<p>Long ago, I was a teacher for a decade or so in two different states, but both jobs were in areas that I wouldn’t choose to live in or to raise my own kids in. Many free and reduced lunch families, lots of Section 8 housing, a few families who “camped” during the warmer months and spent the deep winter months in cheap hotels and shelters. </p>
<p>I would respectfully like to know what, exactly, Sewhappy would have done if she had been a teacher in the school she described as one where there were rapes and murders?</p>
<p>I do believe there are crummy teachers out there. Just as I believe there are crummy baristas, and crummy politicians, and crummy doctors and crummy lawyers and crummy customer service agents and crummy general contractors. Is there a job or a profession in the United States that is free from low life scum? I haven’t come across any.</p>
<p>But there is something about the teaching profession that makes everyone an expert. Not a lot of jobs exist that allow us to just wander in and observe, and yet every classroom allows parents to do just that. And since we’ve all been students, we all have opinions on how classrooms should operate.</p>
<p>Personally, I was somewhat unprepared for the realities of day to day life as a teacher. Oh, I figured it out as I went along, and was well respected… and loved and in the end I won a few awards. But what I really needed to know wasn’t taught in undergrad (though now there is a lot more preparation in these areas). I didn’t know how to counsel a third grader during the year her mom died of cancer. I didn’t know how to recognize exactly what it meant when a third grader was using the edge of her chair to masterbate. I didn’t know how to recognize signs of abuse hidden under clothing. I didn’t know that I would end up with a little boy being mainstreamed into my classroom, whose inability to keep up manifested itself in him soiling himself. </p>
<p>And in the midst of all of that, I taught every subject, delt with every kid, called every parent, did my level best to be sure that wherever on the spectrum a kid was when he entered my classroom he had made a year or more of progress by the end of the year. </p>
<p>If you haven’t worked as a teacher, you have no idea. We here on CC mostly talk about 1st world problems. </p>
<p>I “retired” as a paid teacher the month before my oldest child was born.</p>