I’ve probably never mentioned this before, but everyone in my school district hates my school. I’m sure it has nothing to do with the fact that our students are some of the poorest in the district and 85% African American. Yeah, I’m sure it’s just because they’re ideologically opposed to my school’s mission. Trying to teach kids in poverty differently than affluent kids really is a pile of crap. (can you sense my sarcasm?) I’m equally certain that it has nothing to do with the fact that our school is the only one that shows an improvement in test scores from year to year. I’m sure jealously doesn’t figure into the equation at all.
That being said, on Friday we had a district-wide in-service for each subject area. I went to the math one since I tend to do more teaching in math than science. It was a room full of math teachers from the various high and middle schools.
My group sat in the back (this is not a good start). We called out to each other, made jokes, giggled, and chatted with one another. We commented on our non-teacher clothes and made plans for where we were going to eat lunch. During the in-service, we would reach over and help one another if someone was having a problem. We were learning some new technology and some of us are better at it than others (I’m not naming names). We would whisper ideas for new lessons, but we’d also make jokes about some of the words that the presenter chose to use. The only other people in the room who appeared to be having a good time, were those that were giving the presentation.
At the mid-morning break we gathered in the lobby, chatted, and one of the other teachers bust into a little dance.
Seriously, the other teachers hate us. And now I know why—we like each other at my school. We get along, collaborate like nobody else, and have a good time while we’re doing it. I’d hate us too.
Oh well, can’t win ‘em all.