One of the reasons teaching really sucks the big one.

Bam, this day sucks now.

Where I work I have to read the paper, and watch the web and TV news to keep up with my current and former students.

At last count I have taught 6 kids who have been charged with murder, some while still mine. The most current being Halloween last year, a current student blew the brains out of someone who had punched him out a few days before. Gang and drug type shit. I am not sure if it is 6 or 7...

Then there are the suicides. I read the obits and every now and then there is a name I recognize. I can never figure out why, it isn't the kids you might 'expect' to do something like that, it is always the ones who surprise the hell out of you.

The car wrecks, like this one. Always good for a few.

The murdered. Not all are killers, some are the killed.

Teachers don't forget the kids who have been in our classrooms. Once you are our student, you remain our student for the rest of your life (God grant you a long one).

I kinda wished I hadn't checked that page out this morning, got enough on my mind as it is.

:(
 
*hugs*
i'm so sorry teacher. your pain is a testiment to how good a teacher you are, how much you truely care about your kids. it's people like you that make a difference in student's lives. that's probably cold comfort right now, but it's still the honest truth. you've lost six but there are dozens more that you've saved.
 
I lose one or two a year. It is sad, but I have become inured to it. Somtimes it's the good ones, sometimes the bad. The funerals are the tough part, but once I leave, I feel cleansed and ready to get back to life.
 
SINthysist said:
I lose one or two a year. It is sad, but I have become inured to it. Somtimes it's the good ones, sometimes the bad. The funerals are the tough part, but once I leave, I feel cleansed and ready to get back to life.

Oh I get over it fast, got to. I was dealing with death long before I became a teacher. But part of it lurks in the back of your mind. Ready to leap out when it happens again. Hell by tonight I will have 'forgotten' about it. More the truth I will have stashed it away and repressed it.
 
I am lucky. I can get in the ring and get my feelings out. Although my sparring partners sometimes get a little scarce during times of trouble. That's when I have to move to the heavy bag. Not the same though. You need to be hit as well as hit to work things out properly.
 
I'm sorry for your pain. I've never lost one of mine that i know of and can't imagine how terrible it is to see them go on something like a regular basis. Those who make it out of there must give you hope in equal measure to those who do not, though.

Teachers are the ultimate optimists. It's why we can do what what we do, day in, day out - year in, year out.
~hug~
b.
 
I am sorry for your loss. I do understand the depth of pain that goes with losing a child with whom you have made a commitment to guide and mentor. I have lost children in my work as well.

hugs
 
sch00lteacher said:

Teachers don't forget the kids who have been in our classrooms. Once you are our student, you remain our student for the rest of your life (God grant you a long one).

That's a cool quote- consider it for your signature?

You must be a wonderful teacher to put so much of yourself in your work. I had a few of "you" many years ago as a student. Students never forget the teachers who made a difference in their lives. Once you are our teacher, you remain our teacher for the rest of your life (God grant you a long one.)
 
sch00lteacher, and all the rest of you teachers here, whether in the classroom or not. You must know you make a differance. A huge one.
It was a teacher who taught me to be proud of myself, even when others weren't.
It was a teacher, a kind, gentle man, who took personal time out of his life to reteach me math, and the meaning of zero after I suffered a stroke in 6th grade.
It was a teacher who held me close, all night, when my best friend died suddenly. It was the same teacher who kept me from joining him when I thought I could not go on.
It was a teacher who, again, in his personal time, heped me through math classes in college and made me finish my degree.
It was a teacher who stood on the shores of Galilee and then died for us.
 
I'm sorry to hear about your loss, schoolteacher. :( I wish there was something I could do for you...just know that I am sorry.
 
sch00lteacher said:
Bam, this day sucks now.

Where I work I have to read the paper, and watch the web and TV news to keep up with my current and former students.

At last count I have taught 6 kids who have been charged with murder, some while still mine. The most current being Halloween last year, a current student blew the brains out of someone who had punched him out a few days before. Gang and drug type shit. I am not sure if it is 6 or 7...

Then there are the suicides. I read the obits and every now and then there is a name I recognize. I can never figure out why, it isn't the kids you might 'expect' to do something like that, it is always the ones who surprise the hell out of you.

The car wrecks, like this one. Always good for a few.

The murdered. Not all are killers, some are the killed.

Teachers don't forget the kids who have been in our classrooms. Once you are our student, you remain our student for the rest of your life (God grant you a long one).

I kinda wished I hadn't checked that page out this morning, got enough on my mind as it is.

:(
One of my students was raped and left for dead by her rapist last year. She will never be the same. The attack left her with a TBI(traumatic brain injury). There is not a day that goes by that I do not see her as she was and not a week that goes by that I don't visit her. My students become etched in my brain like few other people have ever managed. They do so with no effort. Even my worst day in front of my class is better than most days that came before. I am on leave now to pursue my own education but there is not a day that goes by when I don't miss the hubbub of class. The laughter and the natural excitement that comes from being 15 and wide awake to the world.

Teacher I feel your pain.
 
I salute those teachers here!!

Those of you who have posted here are what I really understand with teachers. People who care about their students, and just don't do it because it's a living.

I can imagine it must be a pleasure for you as well to follow how kids grow and understand more and more as time goes by.

Thank you for choosing such an important occupation in life, because if we didn't have teachers, where would we be?
 
my mother carries on her keychain the knife one of her students planed to use to kill himself. she says it is her constant reminder of how big and important her job is.
 
Sch00lteacher,

At times like this, words fail me. Please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers. The strength you show in teaching the students that the rest of us have given up on amazes me.


mg
 
One of the important reasons that you...

feel the way you do is why you went into teaching. You care about kids and their future; more than others in the general population. You're a kid person, otherwise you wouldn't be teaching. You're also a very kind and loving man.It shows.

blue

ps---here's a hug, from me to you.
 
Teacher I am sorry for the loses ..I guess to all who teach here it must be hard to lose a student..I know when i was a student myself i lost a number of friends to Murder,Overdosing,Suicide,And drunk driving..I still think about most of them toAgain I'm sorry for your lose this day since I lost my best friend since grade school to an overdose of herion..The only good that came out of it in my opinion is that it made me stay away from any hard drugs and i never joined any gangs..:(
 
Sorry for the poor writting on that post but my mind was wondering back to those days and I made some mistakes :)
 
sch00lteacher,

Please accept that you cannot let this situation take away your love for your profession. Like Flamingo Blue said - the reason you went into teaching in the first place was your love of children. Even though we would like to be able to be there for every single one of them later in life, it's virtually impossible.

I have great love inside of me for each of my students. It pains me when something happens to one of them or because of them.

Please, sch00lteacher, you must begin to heal yourself, now. Do not let this incident stand in the way of what's most important to you.

Hugs to you, and please know that you are a good person and a wonderful teacher. Never forget this.

Enchanted
 
sch00lteacher said:
Bam, this day sucks now.
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Teachers don't forget the kids who have been in our classrooms. Once you are our student, you remain our student for the rest of your life (God grant you a long one).
I kinda wished I hadn't checked that page out this morning, got enough on my mind as it is.
:(
I always remember "hating" going to school. I was very shy, and very intimidated by my peers (growing up as an only child in a household full of adults, I was much more relaxed with "grownups").

Many, many years later I look back at my education and realize that I DID manage to learn a lot, and my mind races to the teachers that reached out to me and pulled me out of my "withdrawal" and recognized talents I had before I was able to.

Unfortunately I didn't realize this while it was happening, but in retrospect I am most thankful for the few who took that extra time and patience with me at a point where I felt lost and abandoned.

Reading this today allows me to thank those that DID make such a difference to me. You are certainly a teacher that has made a difference for many like me.
 
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Thanks.

What else can I say but thanks to all of you who have given my love and support.

I feel better today. I was in a bad mood yesterday morning. But it passed.

Yes there is the joy in those that make it. Our kids tend to come back and visit us, and thank us for changing their lives. I feel so good about the ones who are in college and doing well.

Too bad the list of those who suceed is so much shorter than the other list. But, if I can change the life of one student (and I have, more than one, many more) I have won the battle. So in many ways I am already a victor.

Mr. Burns was into a lifestyle that ensured an early death. I didn't think it would be a car wreck. He was a big student. Always acting tough. But I saw through the act. I tried to reach him and I didn't. I do not feel any guilt about his death. I did my best.

I am under doctor's orders to get out of my school. With two replaced hips I can not work there. The environment is too violent. I often have to pull students off of each other, or other staff members. I am a big, strong, man. One of the reasons they hired me. Our kids are violent. My wife has never wanted me to work there. She has tried for four years to get me to move.

Yesterday, the 28th, I saw my doctor. I am going to be out now until at least Feb 7. I have to rebuild the muscles in my right leg. And I need to find a new school. I DON'T WANT TO!

I know I have to, unless I want to have a revision surgery after one of my kids slams me against a desk, wall, floor.

I had to give up being a cop because of my legs. Now I have to give up working at my school because of them. I am not going to let this get me down. I promise. But could I get a hug?

I love all of you on this board who take the time to be part of the family. I can feel the love, I really can.

Thanks you guys.


:)
 
you look very huggable in that av, teach...

*big hugs for you*

a few words to go with the hugs:
my life was made livable by the care of teachers. school was my safe and happy escape from a troubled home life. there are plenty of students who will benefit from your teaching, as well as your good heart and caring soul at a "regular" school. you've served your tour in the war zone, but there are still battles to be fought. just don't fight 'em with your hips, okay?

*one more hug for ya*
:)
 
Thanks seXieleXie

I hate 'regular schools' because of the number of students in them. I have taught in them before.

I don't like not knowing all of the kids. My current school rarely has more than say 80 kids in it. I get to know all of their names, stories, likes, dislikes.

In a regular school the halls are full of strangers. I don't like that.

But I guess I had better learn to like it.

Heavy sigh.

I could always take my talents to the real world and earn a real salary... Nah, what would be the fun of that. I wouldn't know what to do with all that extra cash...
 
well, you'll just have to make it a priority to get to know a lot of kids. also, private schools are usually a lot smaller. and middle schools are smaller than high schools. i don't know much about the NC school system but magnet and charter schools are also usually smaller.
 
teachers

To add my own penny, as a student (still) I thank the teachers who care about their students. The effect of those good men and women have a profound effect on our lives which cannot be under estimated. The effect of one teacher who truely cared has changed my life forever and has had a large impact on the career I have set out on.
 
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