I know, y’all.
I said I wasn’t going to write a political blog again. And I’m not.
This is personal.
For a little background, I’m sure the vast majority of you reading this know that while I’m a stay-at-home mama to my beautiful baby (ok, FINE. toddler…) boy, I used to be a teacher.
A public school teacher.
A proud public school teacher.
I will spare you my thoughts (again) on this mess (to put it nicely) of an election. However, the son and “advisor” of the Replibican nominee said the following during the spectacle that was the RNC. This is a direct quote:
“Our schools used to be an elevator to the middle class, now they’re stalled on the ground floor. They’re like Soviet-era department stores that are run for the benefit of the clerks and not the customers, for the teachers and the administrators and not the students. You know why other countries do better on K through 12? They let parents choose where to send their own children to school.”
Wait, what? Did that really come out of Donald Trump, Jr.’s mouth?
Did you hear that teachers? Administrators?
While you buy extra school supplies for a room full of kids you haven’t even met yet, instead of buying a new book for your own child, it is for you and not the students.
When you use your “whole summer off” to attend inservices about all of the newest acronyms and assessments the district or government is requiring you to do, it is for you and not the students.
When you’re not at an inservice, but instead you’re analyzing every square inch of your classroom on a sunny, summer day to figure out how learning is going to be best achieved, it is for you and not the students.
While dropping your class off for lunch and you have a student approach you in tears because she forgot her lunch, so you find some cash in your wallet or, if you don’t have any, you give her yours, it is for you and not the students.
When you stay after school to help that one student finally figure out subtraction with regrouping, it is for you and not the students.
When you take a pay cut to teach in your community rather than a few miles down the road for more money, it is for you and not the students.
That’s right, you guys. It’s for your benefit. Just like that sales clerk in a Communist country that Junior mentioned.
That’s the reason you leave at dark and get home at dark, why you cut coupons to make ends meet, why you sometimes cry on your drive home because the world’s expectations are on your shoulders, why you sometimes cry on your drive home because you just want to take some of “your kids” home with you and feed them, read to them, LOVE THEM because you know they don’t get quite enough.
Of course not.
You do it because despite all that I’ve mentioned, you somehow can’t imagine doing anything else but serving these children and their families. Even with the high responsibility but low pay. Even with the high expectations but low recognition.
Mr. Trump, do you want to know the real reason other countries “do better?”
It’s because here in American public schools, we take them all.
Learning disabilities? Welcome!
English language-learners? Welcome!
Already have thirty kids in a small classroom but you’ve just moved here? Welcome!
The students may not score better, but we, the teachers and administrators, DO better.