Lala
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I am a New York State Art Teacher working in a school in Orange County, NY (Hudson Valley). I am so overwhelmed at work that right now I can hardly breathe. I guess I am having a minor panic attack. The new State Education requirements for what we are supposed to teach to our students, along with a new (highly structurured) system for evaluating a teacher's performancs, all in combination with my regular teaching load/preparations has me spinning out of control. This has been a big part of my flare up of TMS foot/neck/hand pain.
I used to believe I was wonderful, skilled teacher...the top of my game. Now all these new requirements (which many of us disagree with) have me second guessing myself...they feel demeaning, demoralizing and frankly too much to handle without enough training time.
I can't leave my job as I make the bulk of the money to support my family. I love being with my students but I'm so angry that the arena of public education has not changed for the better...its all about hard science/statistics, standardized tests, concrete ways of measuring progress/growth (for teachers and students)...I teach ceramics for Christ's sake...you can't measure that in a test....UGH!!! I want to run through the halls screaming but i can't. So I sit here with aching feet, a tight chest and tears streaming down my face.
I used to believe I was wonderful, skilled teacher...the top of my game. Now all these new requirements (which many of us disagree with) have me second guessing myself...they feel demeaning, demoralizing and frankly too much to handle without enough training time.
I can't leave my job as I make the bulk of the money to support my family. I love being with my students but I'm so angry that the arena of public education has not changed for the better...its all about hard science/statistics, standardized tests, concrete ways of measuring progress/growth (for teachers and students)...I teach ceramics for Christ's sake...you can't measure that in a test....UGH!!! I want to run through the halls screaming but i can't. So I sit here with aching feet, a tight chest and tears streaming down my face.