Just the other day I got rather brassed off. At the beginning of the week a whole swathe of paperwork was thrust upon staff (mainly PT's) for completion toute de suite. One demand was for reaction to STACS data for a meeting the following day...less than 24 hours notice. Unfortunately I am not a PT, if I was I would quite simply have said I don't have time, many PT's however, to their credit and desire to help out SMT acquiesed and did the work.
This happens way way too often in our profession, for indeed we are a profession. People above us make too many demands on our time which have no direct impact, relevance or influence on what goes on in a classroom.
Thus, in a grumpy mood and with one word banging around in my head I penned this ode to classroom teachers everywhere. (Hommage due to Rudyard Kipling):
If...
If you can still deliver exciting lessons
When all above you are demanding that boxes be ticked...
If you can still develop your professional practice
Whilst edicts from on high don't allow for development time
If you maintain that the achievements of your students
Mean more that results in league tables
And that statistical number crunching
Serves no other use than to give a purpose in life to high office mandarins
If you can still dream that one day
Your profession will be considered a profession
And that the judgements you make about your students
Will be accepted in good faith
If you still consider the classroom to be a place of achievement and progression
Where great changes can occur
Without the need to fill in a form which says so
If you can be creative, and encourage creativity
whilst subverting stifling bureaucracy
Then, dear colleague
YOU MUST BE A CLASSROOM TEACHER.
Thanks to Lynne for reminding me that I did this for National poetry Day as well.
file cabinets by redjar
Bureaucracy by Chrysaora
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