A few people still ask if I miss teaching. No, I do not, and I am seriously reminded what I don’t miss when I read blog posts like this one from Ricochet who is still teaching high school math.
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ouch. it hurt to read this teacher’s post – sad on all accounts.
Sad, but very true to the life of an inner city teacher.
This is a very good reminder of how stressful the end of the year becomes. I too am glad I am retired. I could not make it in the classroom at this point in my life.
It takes large amounts of physical energy and mental stamina to do the work of a teacher. Then there are the soul-crushing events that are often overlooked by the general public but that take their toll on the teacher.
Oh wow! That’s really sad.
The incidents are so much like the ones I encountered, all 21 years of teaching. When I was younger, I could handle them better. The older I got, and the more often I saw the same things, the harder it became to keep doing what I was doing.
I guess 1st grade was easier after all.
This post reminded me of how angry and disappointed my mom was that I did not go into the teaching profession. If she were here today, I think she would applaud my foresight.
Hopefully, you would have gotten out about the time I did. Or, taught in middle to upper class suburban or country schools. There are still really good places to teach out there, the inner city is not one of them.