Hang out here on the boards and you're bound to get a bit defensive.
Don't hate it, but some days I do.
I get paid fine and was the only breadwinner for a lot of years while my wife was a SAHM. Didn't go out much. Coached, worked in the summer, ran the scoreboard, anything for a couple extra bucks. Never complained either.
It was a great time for the family. We made fun. Some of the fondest memories were going to the drive-in, taking our own food and watching the movies.
Most of the kids coming out of our public schools are wonderful, respectful, hardworking kids. They will become successful. Focus on them, not the exceptions. I do. My definition of success has no bearing on theirs. If they are happy doing what they choose to do, they are successful, whether that be work, college, grad school, raising a family.
Teaching isn't rocket science. I know that. Some of the smartest kids I know did poorly in my class because it didn't matter to them. The kids that do the best are the ones who care about grades, and not what they learn. I try to teach them to get past that. Sometimes it works.
In the last 5 years I have seen two students commit suicide. One was brilliant but troubled, the other just troubled. What's my point? They don't teach us how to deal with that stuff in teacher college. Could I have done anything to help these kids? I'll never know. We don't just communicate facts. We are given what the parents send us and most of us do the best we can. How important was English class and grades to these two kids? I suspect not very.
For years people have been trying to compare industry and education, teachers to other professionals, students to the product of a company. It just doesn't work. There is no magic formula.
When I first taught, I thought I knew it all. I had all the answers. After 24 years, I don't know much at all, but I am a lot wiser. Losing a couple students offers a bit more perspective.
Work with your teachers. We are an odd bunch with our own little nuances and indiosyncrasies. But I think on a good day, the majority of us do the best we can.
Hug your kids.