[Waves at silenus, my only kindred spirit here**]
This almost feels like thread shitting, but I’ve been a teacher for ten years and I love, love, love my job more than anything save my husband and the baby I am carrying. I love my life. I can’t imagine being this happy doing anything else.
I teach AP English Language and AP Economics in an “urban” school: we are about 65% socio-economically disadvantaged, around 20% ESL. Compared to the suburbs we look “inner city”, but compared to the real “inner city” school in my district, we look pretty suburban.
My salary is about $50 a year. I probably add $10K or so to that with various stipends and incentive payments and pay for summer work (test writing) and such. It’s not great money, but in Texas it’s enough for my husband to stay home with the baby and for us to have a comfortable middle-middle class life.
I have NEVER felt disrespected. Now, part of that is that I have a fortunate combination of good people skills and a thick skin, so people tend to respect me anyway, and I am pretty good at overlooking lapses. I also respect what I do so much that I tend to assume others do to: they have to be pretty blatant about it before I notice otherwise. Another part of this is the school I work at. We have great parents and great faculty. There’s a strong tradition of mutual respect there.
Teaching is full of administrative bullshit, but what job isn’t? At work, I’ve managed to wrangle myself into set of classes and other campus roles that give me a fair bit of immunity from the worst type of crap and a fair bit of influence over the rest of it. This did not happen by accident: if you can’t handle office/interpersonal politics, teaching is probably not the career for you.
The thing about teaching is that it’s one of very few professions where the stronger your personality, the better off you are. It doesn’t even matter what type of personality: raging bitch, whacko-goofy, intimidating genius, sarcastic wise-guy, bitter old man–any of those work as long as you can keep it up every day. I don’t know of any other readily available profession where truly being yourself, as hard as you can, is an asset.
At the right school, teaching is an amazing opportunity to use all your creative and organizational skills every day. If you like to be in charge, if you like to build systems, teaching is awesome. If you like to get inside people’s heads, teaching is awesome.
The process of becoming a teacher varies tremendously by state. In Texas, you just need a BA and a teaching certificate, which you can earn at a community or a 4-year college in about a year. To teach at a junior college, you have to have a master’s degree. The pay, at least in Texas, is total crap because it’s all adjunct instructors: they make like $2k/class/semester.
Economics is an especially interesting choice. In states where it is a graduation requirement, economics is the red-headed step-child of the social studies department: no one wants to take it on. However, this is because no one understands it and it intimidates them (most HS social studies teachers were history majors, after all). So when you come in as an econ specialist, you are 1) filling a role no one else wanted and 2) seem like your really, really smart. But it’s like a fraud. High school econ–even AP level–is easy as shit to teach. It’s 10% of the work of AP English, both in planning and in grading. Hell, you can do almost everything with multiple choice. I have a very, very good pass rate on the AP test and people think that it’s really impressive because it’s in such a difficult subject. But it really isn’t that hard. Furthermore, teaching economics means dealing with seniors (dead easy) and it’s really simple to make it funny/relevant. You draw goofy ethnic sterotypes when discussing currency exchange; you do supply/demand of video games(or, hell, twinkies. They think twinkies are funny); you talk about fixed and variable costs in terms of condoms vs the pill. Economics is giving kids language to describe stuff they already knew about the world, and if you give them a chance at all, they will be fascinated.
This post is already way too long, and I doubt I answered all your questions–feel free to ask more. But I love teaching and I work with plenty of other people who love it too. And some who hate every minute of it. All I would say is that it’s a lot of fun for me, and that if you hate it one place, it’s worth trying a different school or district or subject.