The premise of one of these laws was that we would get "pay for performance." Even the choice of words are funny. Performance? As if we are a circus or some kind of show, that an audience can clap their hands and say, yeah, that was good. Or that we could somehow stir up competition to get our teachers to invest more of their time into our students because they weren't doing enough already. It also implies that we are failing our children miserably, which I have confidence saying we are not.
All these things seemed ludicrous, and proved that the people creating these laws just didn't understand the magic going on in the classroom. How do you measure magic? How do you put a price on it. Because truly, there is not just one tool in our tool box that works for everyone; there's not one size fits all lesson. It's a careful blending and mastery of knowledge of the curriculum, of the student and of oneself, and tons of exploring until just the right touch. Are there best practices? Yes! Are there ways we can do our job better? Yes? But there is so much that we do that can't be measured.
I don't mind being evaluated. I encourage people to come in all the time and see what I do, to see both the challenges and all the joys I face...and then put a price tag on it. There are some of these kids who will always be a 1 on our Reading Indicator, for various reasons... maybe they move schools too much, maybe their brain works at a slower pace (because our silly tests are all timed, ugh), maybe they aren't yet ready for this thing called reading. But upon closer look, did that child now understand things about story that they never understood before? Did somehow they come in not knowing how to spell their own name and leave writing stories about themselves? Did they not know what a number was and suddenly knew them and could add them and understand their place value? Did somehow they just become a better member of society by contributing and learning to be a friend?
Most of us teachers strive every day to become better teachers by reading constantly and learning from their peers. Even teachers whom have taught over 30 years still feel the need to improve, that's one reason we teach. We want to become better people...usually that's through the service of others.
Furthermore, competition in schools does not work as well as collaboration. When teachers collaborate, they spread the wealth of knowledge and best practices. We hone and streamline our craft. We take out the frills and get to the knitty gritty. Competition forces teachers to hold what they know in tight so no one can "steal" it. You can't see the cool stuff I'm doing to help kids learn because, hey, frankly, I need the money more than you do. The only thing competition breeds in these situations is resentment and a lot of stinginess.
In one small town near us, the teachers all got ranked from a 1 to about 48. And weirdly, most everyone knew everyone's number. How would you like to be a veteran teacher and be ranked #48? Where is the thanks in that? This number came from how much that person was "seen" in the public eye and seen by her principal as compared to others in her school. Well, if I've been teaching for over 25 years, I might just go in my room and do my thing. I may not need to have as much "spotlight" as I used to; maybe I've been on a thousand committees and it's time for new blood, or it could just be someone else's turn. Maybe I go in my room and do my thing because I do it well already. The best part, the kids know I'm not a 48. They know me, like I KNOW them.
What if I'm number 1? Does that really make me feel better? I don't want my teacher friends to think I think they aren't as good as I am. Each of these teachers has so much to offer. I have just as much to learn from them, as I do from my students. If I'm considered number 1, maybe I would be deemed not to need to know more. We'd benefit more if we put that money into collaboration, or better yet, professional development.
I've rambled on long enough. There is so much more to say on this topic. Mostly, I wish the people who made the laws had taught before, or at the very least, come into our rooms, the toughest of rooms, not just the charter schools, and sit down and really talk with us about the problems we face. Be warned, it might take more than one sitting to really understand. Watch me, learn from me, be along side me.
By the way, Dear Idaho, I received my paid for performance check today. I get the checks in the mail on a most regular basis, and it's better than money; it's even better than gold. It's wonderful words of thanks from parents and students gone by. Honestly, that's all the bonus I need.
nteresting about these laws was there was a clause where we could get paid for our "performance" as measured on standardized tests. I don't mind being evaluated. Please come into my room any time. What I don't like is measuring me by a one minute personality test...
What a blessed day.
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