I’ve been selected to be one of about a dozen teachers from our school to meet with the district superintendent about the new plan to improve our school.
I don’t know who thought this would be a good idea.
I’ve got a laundry list of why our school is failing, and it doesn’t start with either the kids or their home life.
It starts with misplaced expectations by the district, implemented by an administration that is out of touch with what’s actually happening at the school, and finishes up with a large number of teachers that are inept either because they’ve burned out and fallen to the bottom, or have all the wrong training and no support and are going to drop out of the profession in about a year. There are a large number of teachers who are awesome, who not only care, but who can be effective in their caring as well. Those teachers, however, work in isolation, their only support a fancy new computer provided by a tech happy administration.
I know how these things go.
I’ll be quiet, and listen, for about a half hour.
Then someone will say something completely idiotic, and I’ll end up dragging the conversation into a debate that doesn’t allow for platitudes or silver bullet solutions. It’ll finish up without resolution, and steps taken behind the scenes to keep the poor superintendent from ever having to interact with me again.
I wish I could change the outcome, but I am weak.