maridee
12-04-2007, 01:45 PM
Be forewarned!
I searched long and hard for somewhere to vent my feelings, so here it goes!
For those of you who may be offended, you need to either skip this post and put on your asbestos underwear!:eek:
My name is Maridee and I'm a new member here.
I voluntarily resigned my Special Education teaching position last spring [school year ending May 2007]. It was either resign or seriously hurt my immediate supervisor, witch that she is. Let me explain....
My supervisor for the past two years was much younger than I, a nice-looking woman who thought very well of herself. For the first year at the school district, we got along fairly well and I looked to her for guidance because I wasn't truly qualified to teach SpEd. {I am now, BTW.}
I worked my derriere off, trying to create lessons and to interest my students in learning but making it fun along the way. The school district--very rural, very small tight-knit community :rolleyes:--provided me with absolutely nothing in the way of teaching materials.
I was using text books, dictionaries, materials that were a minimum of 20 years out of date and reading materials that were as old as 40 years!! This was NOT to say that some of the material couldn't be used. Actually, I used a large portion of it for review lessons and tried to tie it all into my students' grade levels.
Don't get me wrong--I loved my students! I tried the best ways I knew how to teach them on their level: even if it WAS 2 grade levels below their current grade in school. {Sigh! I feel like such a failure!}
There was a time or two when I disagreed with not only a fellow teacher but also my supervisor. With the other teacher, I made a few comments to her about one of our mutual students. She apparently didn't like it and took it as criticism.
And my supervisor? Well, it was one of those days when she and I had had a scheduled IEP meeting with parents that ran long and I literally missed my lunch time. She volunteered to watch my students while I ate and I returned to my classroom to pick up my lunchbag. While I was there, I had elementary students show up, as that time was their scheduled time to meet with me.
Being a new teacher, I thought it best to go ahead and provide for these students--never mind my growing hunger and the beginnings of a headache. I NEVER DID get lunch that day! Oh, BTW, who did my supervisor watch? Two high school students. In the computer lab. While she was doing other paperwork on another computer.
At the end of the school day--ravenously hungry and by now furious--I came downstairs and walked by the computer lab. There my supervisor was--still on the computer and talking to another teacher. I admit it. I was HOT :mad: I asked her none too politely just who she watched. When she told me, I just lost it.
I yelled at her for not watching the elementary students. I yelled because I missed lunch. Oh, she told me, I could have just sent the elementary kids back to their classroom while I ate. Oh, really! And when where you going to tell me that was an OK procedure?
I know--it was bad form to yell at your supervisor. I apologized the next day, of course, explaining WHY I was so upset. She told me she didn't realize I also had elementary students that same hour.
Now, you know, as my supervisor, she HAD my schedule. She HAD a list of students in EACH class, for EACH hour of the day. So how could she say she didn't know I had other students?! grrr@@##!!$$$!!!!
The following year, my supervisor started nit-picking: after working for hours on a student's IEP, she would return it and make me do it over. Not just once, but 2 or 3 times. She made me schedule meetings with parents in the middle of the school day because THAT was more convenient for her--never mind that the parents were working or couldn't get to school at the time she thought was "convenient." At one point, when I said this set of parents wouldn't be able to come because they were working, she said, "We can schedule meetings any time WE want to." She began dropping in at unscheduled times. She would NEVER call me when I had my plan time--she'd call whenever she felt like it! And what was worse--the secretaries at school would put her through to my classroom! (Any teachers out there ever try to control a class while you're on the phone? It doesn't work!)
I voiced some concerns to my principal. And what did HE do? Turned around and told my supervisor what I said. And then I had to listen to her witch me out over the phone in the middle of my class because she was SO MAD she was practically screaming at me!!
I used resources I had bought with my own money to help me because my supervisor never bothered to explain. I drafted my own forms to use because the school district had nothing and my supervisor snatched 'em to use elsewhere. (AND, I suppose, you think I ought to be flattered by that old saying, "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery." HA!)
The second to last straw was when she referred to one of my students who had one of those names that could go for either a boy or a girl. The supervisor called the student "she"--it was a BOY! And continued to refer to the student as a female. She didn't even know which student I was talking about!
But the LAST STRAW was at a meeting when my supervisor kept talking over the head of a parent, using those four-syllable catch phrases we teachers sometimes use [that's because we know what we're talking about!] My supervisor was running this meeting--she apparently decided that I didn't get to give any input at this point. I was gritting my teeth because I could see the dad looked like he'd been kicked and stomped when he found out his boy's IQ was not normal. [And yet the child was performing well academically.] Mom (who was a teacher in the school district) could only hold Dad's hand and be there for support. I couldn't believe my supervisor was so unfeeling.
Several months later, I resigned, effective at the end of the school year. I told the principal I wanted to return to a regular education classroom. I would have been willing to stay in the same district, but there were no openings.
Ever since, I've been looking for a teaching position. I've interviewed at least 8 times. All to no avail! {And it didn't help that I fractured my leg this summer and for several interviews was limping heavily and leaning on a walker!} At least, however, I made the attempt to be at an interview and look presentable. [BTW, my leg healed, but I still limp slightly on occasion: I'm probably going to be a human barometer from now on.]
My #1 question: Is my former principal bashing me when someone calls for a reference? I have a nice letter from him. My teaching evaluation was good.
My #2 question: Is my former supervisor stomping me? She is actually NOT on my applications as a reference. Has my former principal been giving school districts HER name?
My #3 question: WHY isn't anyone hiring me? I'm a good teacher. I like teaching. I am qualified to teach grades 1-6, high school Social Science and Special Ed K-12. Do administrators look at my qualifications and say, can't afford her!? I'm not asking for some astronomical salary--that is, if I can get ANY kind of response from a school district. I call. I send in applications and all other related paperwork.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!!
I'm losing heart--and faith.
Now I'm uninsured. {I have to pay all those bills from my fractured leg because my school-district insurance has lapsed.}
Unemployed. My husband died 2 1/2 years ago with complications from colon cancer.
Major crisis #1 here: I had to replace my failing foundation on my house. I raided my long-time savings so I wouldn't have to take out a loan.
Major crisis #2: I had planned to remodel my kitchen and had already ordered new cabinets before I found out I had to replace the basement. I couldn't send the cabinets back, so I'm in debt up to my eyeballs to Lowe's ($$,$$$) [yeah, THAT much.].
Major crisis #3: My daughter is in the same boat with me! She is also a teacher, but the school district chose not to renew her contract (Never said why, of course) and she's ALSO looking for a teaching job. AND not finding one. She had 4 small children and a husband who's working his butt off at a new job in construction trying to make ends meet. He's also facing a lay-off due to weather for at least 8 weeks. And this is HER last week to draw unemployment!
My spirits are low and my prospects are dim.
I've spent 2 1/2 years putting myself back through school while my husband's health was failing, trying to get into a growing (at the time) Education field.
I spent 2 years teaching. Except for the disagreements with my previous supervisor, I really DO enjoy teaching.
Is THIS the end of the line for me?
What do I do now?
Maridee
I searched long and hard for somewhere to vent my feelings, so here it goes!
For those of you who may be offended, you need to either skip this post and put on your asbestos underwear!:eek:
My name is Maridee and I'm a new member here.
I voluntarily resigned my Special Education teaching position last spring [school year ending May 2007]. It was either resign or seriously hurt my immediate supervisor, witch that she is. Let me explain....
My supervisor for the past two years was much younger than I, a nice-looking woman who thought very well of herself. For the first year at the school district, we got along fairly well and I looked to her for guidance because I wasn't truly qualified to teach SpEd. {I am now, BTW.}
I worked my derriere off, trying to create lessons and to interest my students in learning but making it fun along the way. The school district--very rural, very small tight-knit community :rolleyes:--provided me with absolutely nothing in the way of teaching materials.
I was using text books, dictionaries, materials that were a minimum of 20 years out of date and reading materials that were as old as 40 years!! This was NOT to say that some of the material couldn't be used. Actually, I used a large portion of it for review lessons and tried to tie it all into my students' grade levels.
Don't get me wrong--I loved my students! I tried the best ways I knew how to teach them on their level: even if it WAS 2 grade levels below their current grade in school. {Sigh! I feel like such a failure!}
There was a time or two when I disagreed with not only a fellow teacher but also my supervisor. With the other teacher, I made a few comments to her about one of our mutual students. She apparently didn't like it and took it as criticism.
And my supervisor? Well, it was one of those days when she and I had had a scheduled IEP meeting with parents that ran long and I literally missed my lunch time. She volunteered to watch my students while I ate and I returned to my classroom to pick up my lunchbag. While I was there, I had elementary students show up, as that time was their scheduled time to meet with me.
Being a new teacher, I thought it best to go ahead and provide for these students--never mind my growing hunger and the beginnings of a headache. I NEVER DID get lunch that day! Oh, BTW, who did my supervisor watch? Two high school students. In the computer lab. While she was doing other paperwork on another computer.
At the end of the school day--ravenously hungry and by now furious--I came downstairs and walked by the computer lab. There my supervisor was--still on the computer and talking to another teacher. I admit it. I was HOT :mad: I asked her none too politely just who she watched. When she told me, I just lost it.
I yelled at her for not watching the elementary students. I yelled because I missed lunch. Oh, she told me, I could have just sent the elementary kids back to their classroom while I ate. Oh, really! And when where you going to tell me that was an OK procedure?
I know--it was bad form to yell at your supervisor. I apologized the next day, of course, explaining WHY I was so upset. She told me she didn't realize I also had elementary students that same hour.
Now, you know, as my supervisor, she HAD my schedule. She HAD a list of students in EACH class, for EACH hour of the day. So how could she say she didn't know I had other students?! grrr@@##!!$$$!!!!
The following year, my supervisor started nit-picking: after working for hours on a student's IEP, she would return it and make me do it over. Not just once, but 2 or 3 times. She made me schedule meetings with parents in the middle of the school day because THAT was more convenient for her--never mind that the parents were working or couldn't get to school at the time she thought was "convenient." At one point, when I said this set of parents wouldn't be able to come because they were working, she said, "We can schedule meetings any time WE want to." She began dropping in at unscheduled times. She would NEVER call me when I had my plan time--she'd call whenever she felt like it! And what was worse--the secretaries at school would put her through to my classroom! (Any teachers out there ever try to control a class while you're on the phone? It doesn't work!)
I voiced some concerns to my principal. And what did HE do? Turned around and told my supervisor what I said. And then I had to listen to her witch me out over the phone in the middle of my class because she was SO MAD she was practically screaming at me!!
I used resources I had bought with my own money to help me because my supervisor never bothered to explain. I drafted my own forms to use because the school district had nothing and my supervisor snatched 'em to use elsewhere. (AND, I suppose, you think I ought to be flattered by that old saying, "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery." HA!)
The second to last straw was when she referred to one of my students who had one of those names that could go for either a boy or a girl. The supervisor called the student "she"--it was a BOY! And continued to refer to the student as a female. She didn't even know which student I was talking about!
But the LAST STRAW was at a meeting when my supervisor kept talking over the head of a parent, using those four-syllable catch phrases we teachers sometimes use [that's because we know what we're talking about!] My supervisor was running this meeting--she apparently decided that I didn't get to give any input at this point. I was gritting my teeth because I could see the dad looked like he'd been kicked and stomped when he found out his boy's IQ was not normal. [And yet the child was performing well academically.] Mom (who was a teacher in the school district) could only hold Dad's hand and be there for support. I couldn't believe my supervisor was so unfeeling.
Several months later, I resigned, effective at the end of the school year. I told the principal I wanted to return to a regular education classroom. I would have been willing to stay in the same district, but there were no openings.
Ever since, I've been looking for a teaching position. I've interviewed at least 8 times. All to no avail! {And it didn't help that I fractured my leg this summer and for several interviews was limping heavily and leaning on a walker!} At least, however, I made the attempt to be at an interview and look presentable. [BTW, my leg healed, but I still limp slightly on occasion: I'm probably going to be a human barometer from now on.]
My #1 question: Is my former principal bashing me when someone calls for a reference? I have a nice letter from him. My teaching evaluation was good.
My #2 question: Is my former supervisor stomping me? She is actually NOT on my applications as a reference. Has my former principal been giving school districts HER name?
My #3 question: WHY isn't anyone hiring me? I'm a good teacher. I like teaching. I am qualified to teach grades 1-6, high school Social Science and Special Ed K-12. Do administrators look at my qualifications and say, can't afford her!? I'm not asking for some astronomical salary--that is, if I can get ANY kind of response from a school district. I call. I send in applications and all other related paperwork.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!!
I'm losing heart--and faith.
Now I'm uninsured. {I have to pay all those bills from my fractured leg because my school-district insurance has lapsed.}
Unemployed. My husband died 2 1/2 years ago with complications from colon cancer.
Major crisis #1 here: I had to replace my failing foundation on my house. I raided my long-time savings so I wouldn't have to take out a loan.
Major crisis #2: I had planned to remodel my kitchen and had already ordered new cabinets before I found out I had to replace the basement. I couldn't send the cabinets back, so I'm in debt up to my eyeballs to Lowe's ($$,$$$) [yeah, THAT much.].
Major crisis #3: My daughter is in the same boat with me! She is also a teacher, but the school district chose not to renew her contract (Never said why, of course) and she's ALSO looking for a teaching job. AND not finding one. She had 4 small children and a husband who's working his butt off at a new job in construction trying to make ends meet. He's also facing a lay-off due to weather for at least 8 weeks. And this is HER last week to draw unemployment!
My spirits are low and my prospects are dim.
I've spent 2 1/2 years putting myself back through school while my husband's health was failing, trying to get into a growing (at the time) Education field.
I spent 2 years teaching. Except for the disagreements with my previous supervisor, I really DO enjoy teaching.
Is THIS the end of the line for me?
What do I do now?
Maridee