I have questions. It’s in my blood – I’m a Sagittarius. Ask Little Mama – I’ve questioned everything since I had the ability to speak and probably before then. Once I graduated from Little Mama, the Rooster inherited me and now he gets the brunt of my questions. So I thought it only fair if I turned some of my questions that need answers to you. I’m not sure how often I’ll have a WWYD post, but whenever I do, I’ll look forward to hearing what you would do.
This question is the result of a conversation I was a part of the other evening. Well, I wasn’t really PART of the conversation but rather standing in the vicinity that the conversation happened. But I was standing right there, so technically yes, I WAS part of the conversation.
Anyhow.. the conversation that was happening was about a teacher at our school. The ones having the main conversation had kids in her class and it was quite obvious they weren’t fond of her. I listened to them banter back and forth as to why they didn’t like her and their reasons were sound.
I love the teacher they were talking about but I didn’t say a word. Why? It wasn’t “my” conversation and I’ve never had her as a teacher so I didn’t really feel like it was my place to say anything. I thought about interjecting my two cents in but I bit my tongue. My interactions with this teacher have really only been in passing and while she’s super pleasant to me and my kids, that dynamic may have been different if she were actually teaching my child.
But I wonder if some of the disconnect is because of the differences in the adults personalities. The teacher in question is very direct. She doesn’t sugar coat things and that’s not always well received in the South. No matter where you go, you’re expected to have that soft demeanor and those of us who don’t mince words are perceived as brash, bitchy, rude or difficult. She teaches our students who are high scoring and my impression is that she’s holding them to the higher standard that they have tested into. And holding them to a higher standard means less hand holding, less cajoling and constantly expecting more.
Their parents expect more, so why shouldn’t she as a teacher?
I’ve watched a lot of the girls classmates go into the advanced classes in school and I feel sorry for them sometimes. I remember when Sydney’s class got to the grade where they split the AG kids off and this particular year was the first year for one of the teachers. The parents and the kids in her class were miserable.
Too much homework. Too much classwork. Not enough playtime.
There were conferences. There were class meetings. It was short of a riot.
I think one thing parents fail to remember is that these teachers aren’t really allowed to teach the way that they want to. Thanks to NCLB, they’re teaching to the test. If the test scores aren’t there, the funding isn’t there. If the funding isn’t there, the school loses its stature and from there it’s a downward spiral. So, the teachers are forced to produce the best results that they can and when it comes to the advanced classes, there’s even more pressure.
I wanted to jump in on the conversation last night but didn’t. Instead I listened. Because I have definitely aired my grievances about teachers at our school, so I understand the frustrations. We’re all parents – we all want the best for our kids and we want them to have great experiences in school.
So there you have it. What would you have done?
Would you have jumped in and said why you liked a teacher even if you’d never had her class?
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