I have just resigned from a primary class teacher position, to leave at Christmas. I have been teaching for over 20 years, never imagined I would do anything else, and am supposedly 'outstanding' but I simply don't want to carry on anymore. I could, but I no longer want to, which makes me very sad.
The reasons are threefold:
- Workload.
I can't do all the planning, marking, assessing, meetings, IEPs, website, homework, CAF paperwork, interventions, inputting data, working walls, resourcing, clubs etc that it is decreed I need to do in order to not be labelled as 'requiring improvement' and have any semblance of a family life during term time. I can't be an even vaguely decent parent to my 2 secondary aged children or partner because I don't have the time or energy. Something had to give, and it's the job that's going, not my family.
- Pressure.
Progress, progress, progress. If the children don't keep progressing in a linear, regular fashion then you will be put on capability procedures. I teach Y2 in a socially deprived area of a large city. Have you seen the new tests?! Most of my class are currently working at a Mid Y1 level (which is MASSIVE progress from their Foundation entry levels) but I know now that they will 'fail' to reach the expected standard by May regardless of how hard I work, how hard they work and what interventions are in place. And so I will fail too. We all fail, day in, day out, with no other options despite crushingly hard work and long hours.
- Lack of autonomy
I can't teach in a way I want to, and in ways which I know would benefit the particular children in my class. The new curriculum means I've been told that the vast majority of my teaching must be basic number, writing and grammar based. I've got to get them up to scratch. Don't worry if I don't teach Art, or DT, or miss some PE lessons, but make sure they can tell the difference between a command and a statement. Joy, passion, awe, fun, spontaneity - I squeeze them in when I can, but the opportunities are getting less and less. . ..They're six, for fuck's sack. I'm fed up to the back teeth of being constrained and judged by the paperwork I have to produce. I feel desperately depressed that an hours actual teaching takes on average two hours to plan and resource, then mark and assess, following the protocols that are laid down for me. It's ridiculous and benefits no one.