Mood: a-ok
New Teacher Orientation
After being interviewed by the school administration, the eager teaching prospect said,
"Let me see if I've got this right. You want me to go into that room with all those kids, and
fill their every waking moment with a love for learning. And I'm supposed to instill a sense
of pride in their ethnicity, modify their disruptive behavior, observe them for signs of
abuse and even censor their t-shirt messages and dress habits. You want me to wage a
war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, check their backpacks for weapons of
mass destruction, and raise their self esteem.. You want me to teach them patriotism,
good citizenship, sportsmanship, fair play, how to register to vote, how to balance a
checkbook, and how to apply for a job. I am to check their heads for lice, maintain a safe
environment, recognize signs of anti-social behavior, offer advice, write letters of
recommendation for student employment and scholarships, encourage respect for the
cultural diversity of others, and oh, make sure that I give the girls in my class fifty percent
of my attention! My contract requires me to work on my own time after school, evenings
and weekends grading papers. Also, I must spend my summer vacation, at my own
expense, working toward advance certification and a Masters degree. And on my own
time you want me to attend committee and faculty meetings, PTA meetings, and
participate in staff development training. I am to be a paragon of virtue, larger than life,
such that my very presence will awe my students into being obedient and respectful of
authority. You want me to incorporate technology into the learning experience, monitor
web sites, and relate personally with each student. That includes deciding who might be
potentially dangerous and/or liable to commit a crime in school. I am to make sure all
students pass the mandatory state exams, even those who don't come to school
regularly or complete any of their assignments. Plus, I am to make sure that all of the
students with handicaps get an equal education regardless of the extent of their mental
or physical handicap. And I am to communicate regularly with the parents by letter,
telephone, newsletter and report card. All of this I am to do with just a piece of chalk, a
computer, a few books, a bulletin board, a big smile AND on a starting salary that
qualifies my family for food stamps!
You want me to do all of this and yet you expect me......
NOT TO PRAY?
Posted by Lika97
at 6:07 AM