Have you ever wondered why you became a teacher?
I recently joined Slimming World with one of my friends. As I was talking to various members of my new slimming family, the usual conversation ice-breaker led to ‘what job we did’. I told them I was a primary school teacher, but I was met with puzzled faces because I proclaimed my profession with a sigh. The group began to ask the typical questions we are all familiar with:
- What about those holidays?
- Don’t you finish work every day at 3:30?
- Isn’t primary teaching just babysitting?
I rolled my eyes and tried to extinguish these myths by explaining the facts: teachers work extremely hard; we burn the candle at both ends, and no, we are not babysitters …
Teaching Needs You?
When I arrived home I started to think to myself, why do we constantly put ourselves down? Why don’t we ‘sell teaching’ so that we can fill the ever-increasing need for teachers? Why is there a massive problem? What I was declaring to this group about my job, was that ‘my eyes didn’t light up’ like they used to. I was solemn and on autopilot.
Later, I put this down to having a stressful few weeks and my emotions were raw.
I had always thought about being a teacher, ever since I was about 13/14. When I went on work experience I spent a week in a special needs school. It was an amazing experience and thoroughly enjoyed every minute. Of course I didn’t do any planning, but I could see the difference these outstanding teachers and teaching assistants were having on these children and then that was when I knew I wanted to be a teacher.
I want to help children fulfil their potential, to spot rough diamonds and polish them. I want to inspire children so they can achieve great things, but now none of this comes out my mouth anymore when telling people what I do.
I tell them about the marking policy, how many books I mark every night; how many times I have been sworn at and that the children who need the most support don’t get it because of government cuts! I’m so tired of seeing members of staff in tears because they can’t hack it anymore. None of the reasons I wanted to be a teacher came through in ‘slimmers conversation’ and I ask myself, why not?
This isn’t what any of us signed up for. I can’t think of any other profession with such a constant supply of homework to do and I don’t mean the pupils either.
Teaching Needs Me?
I see myself as a generally upbeat person. I’m quite bubbly, up for a laugh and strive to make my lessons thoughtful and engaging so that they impact on the memory of the children who I am teaching. But, I am really starting to get down about teaching. I’m not myself. I’m starting to resent other people who work 9-5 for the same amount of money, if not more. I resent the fact that I only spend one quality day with my girlfriend at the weekend because there is ‘always work to do’ on a Sunday.
I resent people slamming teachers for saying ‘teachers don’t work hard’. What do we have to do to be appreciated by people?
A good friend sent me a text after work today and these were her exact words:
The press are slagging teachers off for wanting Friday off because of workload. Well, I don’t know one teacher who has suggested that. It’s come from the current government agenda, who now have society slagging us off about all the holidays we have and the rest. They’ve got what they want now, [a system with] teachers having no more holidays!”
She may have a point. So, I’m asking myself, why be a teacher? I don’t know, I’m at a loss at the moment …