I’m a second-grade teacher, in my first year of teaching, and it’s been pretty hard. It’s the first job I’ve ever had where I really struggled at it. But it’s rewarding, of course.
The administration? Not always as supportive as I’d like.
There was the time when I got called to the office to get my school t-shirt, which I am expected to wear every Friday for spirit day. That’s fine. I was also given a two-page letter listing the members of the PTO, in case I wanted to write them thank-you letters for the t-shirt. Uh, yeah, I’ll be writing that letter any day now.
There was the time that I needed a $6.00 piece of equipment for my filing cabinet (I have a lot of hanging file folders, but the edges of the drawers are too low to support the folders; a frame to put them on costs $6). The secretary initially told me that purchasing one was out of the question; when I persisted and asked if I could fill out a requisition form, she told me to email the principal to find out if I could fill out a requisition. GAH! I’m sure we spent at least $20 in total labor before I finally got the principal’s okay to fill out a requisition for a $6 piece of equipment.
There was the time that the only printer available to teachers was out of toner. For four months. (Granted, two of those were over the summer, but two of them weren’t.)
Today, though.
An hour before the end of the day, they announced over the intercom that certain staff members had perfect attendance so far in the school year. Okay, I thought, cool; the Venn diagram lesson can wait. When my name came up, my class of second-graders clapped and cheered for me, and I bowed and strutted a little, clowning around. Then they said we should all come down to the office.
“Yeah, right,” I thought. I had a class full of kids and no assistant to watch them; the office could wait. Twenty minutes later, the intercom came on again, summoning just four of us perfect-attendance people down, apparently unaware that some of us had classes to teach.
Well, we had to go to the computer lab anyway, so I walked the kids past the office and had them wait while I got my fancy little Microsoft Publisher certificate (printed on the school’s only color printer, which is hard as hell to get access to). And I also got an envelope.
It was a gift certificate! Awesome, I thought. When the kids were settled in the computer lab, I opened it up. $20 gift certificate, for instructional supplies. Well, okay, I thought–it ain’t exactly my favorite restaurant, but I can take this to the local supply store and stock up. I looked for the name of the store.
There was no store name. It’s a gift certificate to the office.
Keep in mind that my annual classroom budget is exactly $0. Now, because I have perfect attendance, that’s suddenly been increased to $20. This is $20 worth of supplies that presumably I won’t have to fight the system for, won’t have to argue with the secretary for permission to send an email to the principal for permission to file a requisition for.
WOOHOO!
I’m living the life of Riley! Thanks, administration!
Daniel