Teachers’ hefty salaries are driving up taxes, and they only work 9 or 10 months per year! It’s time we put things into perspective and pay them for what they do – babysit!
We can get that for minimum wage.
That’s right. Let’s give them $3.00 an hour and only the hours they worked; not any of that silly planning time, or any time they spend before or after school. That would be $19.50 a day (7:45 to 3:00 PM with 45 min. off for lunch and plan–that equals 6 1/2 hours). Each parent should pay $19.50 a day for these teachers to baby-sit their children. Now how many students do they teach in a day…maybe 30? So that’s $19.50 x 30 = $585.00 a day. However, remember they only work 180 days a year!!! I am not going to pay them for any vacations. LET’S SEE…. That’s $585 X 180= $105,300 per year. (Hold on! My calculator needs new batteries). What about those special education teachers and the ones with Master’s degrees? Well, we could pay them minimum wage ($7.75), and just to be fair, round it off to $8.00 an hour. That would be $8 X 6 1/2 hours X 30 children X 180 days = $280,800 per year.
Wait a minute — there’s something wrong here! There sure is! The average teacher’s salary (nation wide) is $50,000. $50,000/180 days = $277.77/per day/30 students=$9.25/6.5 hours = $1.42 per hour per student–a very inexpensive baby-sitter and they even EDUCATE YOUR kids and undo the damage that YOU caused!) WHAT A DEAL!!!!
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So, during Superintendent Conference Day, the faculty was asked to “listen” to students when they get out of hand, rather than “reprimand”. We are to “ignore” outbursts.
SO…if a child decides to tell you to “F*#k off,” you are to ask the child, “Now, why did you say that? Can’t we think of something nicer to say?”
Oh my, my, my….
Alas, it is September 1st, and if your little cherubs are not back in school yet, they will be soon.
For all you teachers out there, “Happy School Year”.
For all you parents out there, “Happy School Year”.
For all you substitutes out there,”180 days and counting”.
I was recently out to dinner with some friends, talking shop. (Speaking about schools and what we do). One friend reminded me how they too tortured substitutes when they were in high school, (if they decided not to like the sub). She was reminded of Mrs. Tuck. They locked Mrs. Tuck out of the classroom once, and she, a substitute, the lowest person on the education totem pole, had to go ask the security guards to let her back in the classroom.
Then they did it again.
And, Mrs. Tuck, for fear of termination and eternal embarrassment by her colleagues, climbed back into the room, via the window.
Oh teenagers and the ways they torture us!
May I refer you to The Letter of Doom, Gloom, and utter INSANITY.
Two colleagues of mine, were unable to attend the “informal interview”, due to, oh, I don’t know…SUMMER VACATION PLANS. They rescheduled for the following week. These are substitutes that have been with the district for years. These are substitutes that have NEVER complained, NEVER vented, two substitutes that the students adore, admire, and RESPECT.
Today, they received a phone call from middle administration, telling them that they would not be getting their jobs up. According to Principal X, “The Superintendents would like fresh faces in the schools.”
THANKS SO MUCH.
Just when I thought I couldn’t be anymore disgusted than I already am….this happens.
Sub B and D you’re wonderful. You’re fantastic. Just know that, some things, are a blessing in disguise.
(We use the word substitute because it will take too much ink and money to actually spell out your last name)
It is now August, and we hope your summer was good. Even though we, as an administration, never acknowledged your hard work all year, left you out of the long list of “thank-you’s” that we gave to the entire faculty AND STAFF of the whole building at the end of the year meeting, we’re writing to you now.
We are writing to you, now, at the beginning of August for a very specific reason.
Even though you have worked for our district for the past three years, even though you have been walked on, and underappreciated, and have been treated as though you are an insignificant fly on the wall of the school, we are mandating that you come in for an interview.
Bring your portfolio. Wear your best shoes. And be prepared to beg for your job back.
It makes us happy to see you squirm.
So, when I eventually calmed down from the utter and complete RAGE I was feeling in regards to the incompetent, unprofessional, and irresponsible administrator that stood ME UP in the interview that I attempted to attend yesterday, I got to thinking about all of the other ridiculous interview that I have experienced, and the ridiculous interviews that my friends have experienced.
Again, I venture to an interview. Again, I sit in traffic. This particular Principal asked me to meet her at a coffee shop in downtown Brooklyn. Fine, no sweat.
I get to the interview.
Principal Z asks me, “So you taught at Elementary School 100?”
I look at the resume that she’s holding in front of her hands…
IT. IS. NOT. MINE.
She looks at me…Ummmm what’s your last name again?
I tell her.
Ummmmm, do you have a copy of your resume?
Yeah, sure…here you go.
I MEAN REALLY PEOPLE?? Is it too much to ask for the person who is interviewing you to actually HAVE YOUR RESUME? For them to DO some HOMEWORK?