Posted by: magicalmysticalteacher on: November 10, 2009
There are two of us special ed teachers at our school. We co-teach a seventh-grade life skills class. Today’s lesson was on test-taking skills. The kids weren’t interested. Some of them refused to open their test booklets. Some of them opened their booklets, but sat and stared at me. Others kept asking, “What page are we on?” even though I had repeated the page number at least half a dozen times, and walked around the room to make sure everyone was in the right place.
After more than 30 minutes of their defiance and indolence, I’d had enough. “You’re on your own, guys. The rest of this assignment is due at the end of the period. You have about 20 minutes to finish.”
I went to my desk and began entering grades in the online grade book. My co-teacher was sitting at another table in the room, where she had been grading papers. Two or three of the boys moved to her table immediately and asked for help. She read the questions and possible answers to them so they could choose the best answer.
For about 10 minutes, the room was fairly quiet except for some giggling coming from the table. All of a sudden the quietness was shattered by my co-teacher’s declaring: “If you’re going to be an asshole, then I’m not going to help you. Go back to your seat.”
I kept my head down. I didn’t dare look up. If I did, I knew I’d start laughing. Fortunately, the bell rang a few minutes later and the boys left for their next class.
These kids can try the patience of the proverbial saint. My co-teacher and I aren’t saints. She’d finally had enough of their antics and said the first thing that came to mind.
We’ll see if there’s any parental fallout from this incident.
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Posted by: magicalmysticalteacher on: November 5, 2009
President Merit Pay wants my paycheck to reflect the standardized test scores of my students. If the scores go up, my paycheck goes up. If the scores go down, my paycheck goes down.
President Merit Pay should meet my students. All of them have learning disabilities. Two of my sixth-graders can’t read. They have virtually no phonemic awareness. They recognize a few simple words—a, an, and, the, but—and that’s about it.
All of the kids I work with read far below grade level. An average third-grader can out-read my students. How are they supposed to comprehend a standardized test written at grade level?
Yet President Merit Pay wants my paycheck to be based on what my students cannot do.
I guess that means no paycheck for me.
Posted by: magicalmysticalteacher on: November 3, 2009
Some days I get tired of trying to teach kids who don’t want to learn anything.
Today was one of those days. Most of the seventh-graders sat and did nothing. At the end of the period, they turned in blank sheets of paper, even though I had given them all the answers. Some of them didn’t even bother to put their names on their papers.
I’m tired.
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