

We couldn’t send students to the bathroom alone, as there had been instances of both girls and boys being raped there by other students.
#Nightmare teacher rating windows#
We had no windows in our classroom, and were not allowed to have recess or any break at all during the day (per district mandate), so I was stuck in a tiny, dark classroom with a large class of energetic seven-year-olds and zero outlet for all their energy.īeyond our four walls, the school’s atmosphere was in total chaos. I was disappointed to learn that most of my second graders were reading on a late kindergarten level, and the pressure to get them up to speed was weighing heavily on me. I had just moved to the state and had no idea what to expect in my new school. Things seemed to be fine. But what people didn’t know was that it took EVERYTHING out of me to keep it that way. The kids liked me, their parents liked me. My students were learning, and their benchmark test scores showed strong gains. My administrators were blindsided by the decision–after all, I was an experienced teacher with multiple years in urban schools, and I had a good handle on my classroom.

Quitting was one of the hardest decisions I ever made. And I’ll share with you what happened when I quit my teaching position at exactly this point in the school year almost ten years ago.

The idea of going back to that place just makes you sick to your stomach. I wanted to write a post for those of you who are barely making it, and are so dreading the return to school the following morning that you can’t even enjoy your evenings off.
