WE MADE IT!!

Good job everybody! This is what we've been waiting for. I hope everybody has a great break. We've earned it. Mr. Teachbad went out last night with a bunch of other teachers and tied one on. When we get together socially it always strikes me that there is so much talent, expertise, goodwill, and friendship among us, that it's a shame so many of us will have moved on by this time next year. What would the administration have to sacrifice to create a professional environment such that, say, 80% of Read more [...]

How Long is This Week?

This week moves by like A tree sloth sick and wounded And in no hurry Is this week starting to drag, or is it just me? When there is a break coming up, the amount of time every minute seems to take, from the teachers’ perspective, is a function of how many days until the break and how many instructional days the coming break is. f(x, y) = z Let x = the number of days remaining until the break. Let y = the number of days of the coming break. Let z = the number of minutes every minute in school Read more [...]

Fixing the System

To reform a school Assume the moral high ground “All children can learn” An improvable theory If they fail, blame the teachers This drives me crazy. "All children can learn." Let's "put children first". If we have high expectations for children, they will reach them. The children are the future. All children can learn at a high level if we engage them in the right way, provide appropriate supports, and on and on. Can they? Can all children do this? Since we can't blame parents or poverty or Read more [...]

Everyday Indignities

Every time I crap
I must first wipe a kid’s pee
From the toilet seat

It’s the little things like this that sort of pile up on me.

Can I make a phone call when I want to? No.
Can I use the bathroom when I want to? No.
Can I read this blog or look for something on YouTube, even something for my students? No.
Must I be deferent to morons? Yes.
Am I generally treated like a child? Most definitely.

Mr. Teachbad

Pushy Parents a Problem?

Hey, Everybody- This goes out to alex102 and his sister who have requested a poem about aggressive, pushy parents who represent a repulsive and stressful element of teaching. Now, this isn't an area of expertise for me. I don't have the most hands-on parents. But here we go. We'll try Tanka: 5-7-5-7-7. Let me know what you think. Where has the time gone? Seems we talked not long ago About your damn kid You know, he’s just not that smart Call me again…I’ll kill you Congratulations on making Read more [...]

Who is Mr. Teachbad?

I’m pessimistic Or maybe I don’t like kids Cynical teacher But none of these is the truth It’s just an exhausting job I am an urban public school teacher in a large school in a large city on the East Coast. But my true identity must remain hidden, for now. I'd like to quit, but I'm not trying to get fired. I have been working and volunteering in education, in many different capacities, for 15 years. I believe in public education. Urban public education, in my view, is one of the most important Read more [...]

What’s your Administration’s Style?

Here's mine... We have The Program It will be painful, but soon You'll assimilate Don't think. Just drink the kool-aid Or do you hate the children? I have worked in three public schools that represent a pretty broad range of administrative styles. First, there was the principal who was sort of a tough guy, but he mostly left you alone. Because this was my first teaching job, and before I had taken any education course work, I could have used a little more guidance. I could come and bitch to him Read more [...]

Good News!

It was a good day My most obnoxious student Moved to Kentucky It was the best. I have this kid for two classes and he just will not or cannot stop talking and walking around. He's one of the few who I really believe has ADHD. He came in early this morning with something for me to sign. He said "I'm outta here, Mr. Teachbad." I thought maybe he had been suspended, at best. Hopefully for a week. The news that he is moving made my heart swell. It's sort of too bad. I actually like him and think he's Read more [...]

Fat Kids

You are so damn fat I mean, just look at yourself What have you eaten So much of by seventeen? Your man-boobs are disturbing These kids are fat. I'm serious. And lazy. But let's talk about fat. I've never seen this before. Obesity run amuck. Type-2 diabetes in the mail. Put your money in dialysis machines. Do these kids expect to be able to fit into a car when they're 25? I don't think so. That reminds me of a field trip we went on last year. They were huffin' and puffin', walking down a goddamn Read more [...]

Dain Bramage

Grading papers and exams Makes my brain hurt It’s not that it’s hard It’s because it’s so easy That it’s so hard You’d think the repetition would Act like friction on my palm When I rake the leaves A callous could form on my brain To deaden the pain A thick, rough patch of dead matter I might possibly spare But I feel it boring a hole It gets deeper and penetrates Other parts of my brain Damaging things I might need For my next job The Involuntary Occupational Lobotomy Is this how Read more [...]