May 21st, 2010

Not as long as your arsehole points to the ground

Posted in The Job - Experience by 200

I’ve noticed a few people coming here from Frank Chalk’s blog. Frank is a highly repsected blogger who is a teacher & author of  ”It’s your time you’re wasting“. So I thought I’d better return the favour & have now linked back to him.

Frank & I have something in common. I have retired & (sadly now deceased) close family members from the teaching profession. At one stage I thought about becoming a history teacher, however, much as I might persuade my children not to join the police service, my father did the same to me about teaching. Only I think he was a little more persuasive than I might be. I seem to recall him saying there’s now way he’s letting me join the teaching profession. And that was that. Probably for the same reasons as I’d not want my kids to become police officers & this was 35 years ago. I suspect little has changed.

Dad used to take me in to school when our school holidays didn’t match his schools holidays, what an adventure. I used to get to go on the school trips too. I was too young to appreciate the shite he had to put up with which sent him into the lure of early retirement.

When I was out & about on the streets, up until just a few short years ago, I used to spend a lot of time in schools. I used to really enjoy going in to schools & talking with the kids, showing them what I did & letting them play all over my patrol car. This was junior & infants schools. I wasn’t that interested in the senior schools, probably because half the pupils were customers. At least the majority of junior pupils hadn’t been corrupted, though you could tell the signs of those on the slippery slope. I attended many assemblies, plays & concerts & always spent a few moment pondering the innocence of childhood & wondering how many of the beautiful young kids in front of me would be pregnant, inside or dead before they achieved their potential.

I was a school governor for quite a few years, so one way or another I have been involved in schools for a long time.

One constant has been true in school throughout my experiences as a parent, school governor or police officer; I spent 30 years listening to people tell me “Oh, I couldn’t do your job.”

Teaching really was about the one job I used to come away thinking exactly the same.

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  1. Fee says:

    I have two kids in the state school system at the moment – one in high school and one in primary (junior school). I do not envy the teachers one little bit – I’ve had teachers express surprise when I don’t hesitate to point out my little darlings’ failings and weaknesses. Most parents, apparently, don’t like hearing criticism of their little angels, or indeed any suggestion that they may be less than perfect.

    When I was a kid, I didn’t go bleating to mum and dad if I got a ticking off at school. I knew my parents would side with the teacher. My kids have learned that I, too, will side with the teacher, so they don’t bother running home with tales. Children should learn moral lessons at home before they get anywhere near starting-school age, but these days too few do. I don’t know the answer, but I do think bringing back the belt would be a start. It was banned while I was at high school (showing my age, there), and I witnessed discipline begin to slip right away. The short, sharp shock had a lot going for it.

    May 22nd, 2010 at 14:20

  2. Shijuro says:

    I am currently retraining to be a primary teacher. Hopefully, I will be qualified when I retirein 5-years time.
    I work as a volunteer TA in a local school a couple of mornings a week.

    I used my 2-weeks study leave to work full time in the school to see if I liked it.

    Really helped me re-assess my negative feelings about humans.

    May 22nd, 2010 at 15:04

  3. rafanon says:

    I’ve just done a spell as an instructor and thankfully, my students were paid to sit there listening to me as it would a: save their lives and b: save someone elses but I really couldn’t be a teacher to some of the little twats my kids share time with.

    I’m on the teacher’s side every time. And I agree about the belt comment too.

    I only got the cane once. Never gave anyone a reason to do it again!

    May 22nd, 2010 at 16:32

  4. Tony F says:

    Fee, again I agree 100% My three girls are in the same boat as yours. The primary school has had a difficult time, caused by a child (and it’s parents) who ought to have had a good spanking, being believed over and above an excellent teacher.

    I nearly got the slipper once..I must have looked soooo pathetic, I got a bollocking instead. I watched what I did a bit more carefully after that.

    Shijuro, I think I can lend you some knuckle dusters..

    May 22nd, 2010 at 22:23

  5. bill says:

    Nearly got the slipper, once???

    I can remember getting the cane* 36 times in my first three months of Secondary school.

    This for offences such as talking in the queue at the end of break-time, taking two-stepe at a time coming down the stairs, getting an answer wrong in class, laughing when a fellow pupil got it wrong, forgetting my homework, fucking up in woodwork . . . the list goes on!

    *a three-ply piece of electrical cord, a T-square painted with artificial blood, the sole of a gymn-slipper, etc . . .

    Wow, those were the golden days.

    Oh, and I how got it when I went home!

    Still, it made a man of me!

    May 23rd, 2010 at 01:32

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