This Salery thread promted me to share an encounter I had with another art
teacher I had just met:
We were at a small gathering for a private concert and the host introduced us
because we were both art teachers; I teach at a private school, she teaches
at a public one. Within the first two minutes of conversation, she asked how
many classes I teach and how much I made!? (hello, do I owe you money :) And
before I could respond, she stated that she problably made twice what I do
with half the work load. So, when I could finally get a word in ( I'm sure
you know the type) I agreed
with her, but then told her I'd never had my tires slashed because I failed a
student, or been vandalised or had to go to work everyday and pass through a
Left her speechless.
Please forgive me if I have "offended" any of you. I have taught in public
school, Hell, I went to public school. I know it can't be brutal. I also know
it can be rewarding.
I love my job as I hoped she loved hers, but, she didn't. she only loved her
It was sad.
Peace to all of you who teach-anywhere!