Something you may or may not know about me is that I am a people pleaser. I despise controversy and will work hard to keep the peace.
This past spring, some anonymous teachers at my school
almost made me want to dig ditches for a living
really hurt my feelings. They are apparently at it again. Another teacher on my faculty came to me yesterday afternoon upset about something going on. It seems that a group of teachers who play bridge together are secretly meeting with a school board member to complain.
What a kick in the
gut! I thought this year had started off so smoothly.
I asked the
teacher what they might be complaining about and she had no idea. She had gotten the feeling they thought I was asking them to do too much.
I am only asking them to do their job. Teach the curriculum to their students. Be kind to their students and guide them to become better people.
Work is a funny thing. I've never worked in a place where everyone was happy. While I know that each person is responsible for their own happiness, I never realized how cutting mean comments can be.You need to have thicker skin.
Really? Is that a marketable skill? I've never seen it on a resume.
It comes down to this. Hurtful comments are, well, hurtful. They hurt just as they were intended. I fear if I become immune to the negativity, I could also become immune to the needs of others.
This past summer, I attended a conference
where I almost died in running in a lightning storm
that suggested each school mentally split their schools into thirds. The first third would be the excited, positive, supportive teachers who will do whatever it takes to help their students succeed. The bottom third are the complainers and the rebels who insist on doing it their way despite the curriculum changes
because the earth might tilt on it's axis if someone didn't get to teach the butterfly life cycle even if it is no longer a standard for that grade level
or die doing it. The middle third are middle of the road teachers who could be swayed to either the top or bottom third. The speaker gave us a few minutes to rank our teachers.
My assistant principal and I could not figure out who was in the bottom third.
But now I have a feeling the bottom third is a bridge playing group. Maybe I should take up cards and beat them at their own game.