The pressure of being a ‘professional’ is immense, isn’t it? Teaching can be brutal, and so can teachers. Let’s read some teacher confessions that will leave you stunned.
From having to ignore and gloss over rude comments to having students scream they hate us mid-lesson, sometimes we just want to do the same.
Sometimes I often wonder if students, parents and SLT actually think that we live at school and mark their work solely at our messy shared desks. The fact that we might have children of our own or, I dare say it, friends and a life outside of the classroom is often met with horror.
Seven Confessions
So, it’s time to look through these recently submitted teacher confessions from school teachers. Will you find yourself nodding along and chuckling to these?
And why wouldn’t you? Student A speaking over you for the whole of Friday afternoon? Not feeling guilty in the slightest. Let’s see the next one…
Sometimes it just slips out; what can we say?
We’ve had our fair share of fart burning our nose hairs over the years. It’s only fair after all the methane we have unwilling consumed over the years.
Harsh but understandable. What are you to do when your 55 minute lesson includes seven different types of assessment and you’re waiting for the senior leadership team to rear their ugly heads?
Who honestly cares about the way you can split the already over-saturated Year 11 spreadsheet with a million year’s worth of data? We don’t. And that Cote du Rhone is a-calling. Chin, chin.
Oh, yes! It’s happened to the best of us, hasn’t it? Rolling into bed and shoving on your pyjamas is sometimes the only thing manageable after a long day. Let alone dislodging undergarments from your cigarette trousers. We have no advice for the unimaginable horror of them falling out, though. Erm, disown them?
Seriously, are you all obsessed with wine? Not just us then.
Just don’t accidentally cheers those pushy parents that are bottom of your appointment list and at the bottom of glass number 3.
Hey, we all know someone who has had a mysterious ‘stomach bug’ after a good weekend partying. We all know but pretend not to know. And we all know what ‘food poisoning’ means on a Monday morning.
You do you.
Have you got any more confessions? Are these mild to what happens in your workplace? Pop them in the comments below and shock us!
Alternatively, start a thread in the forum.
The Invisible Teacher has been working in inner-city secondary schools for 12 years across the heart of England.