Behaviour and lack of respect for teachers is one of my biggest issues. I've taught in everything from leafy middle-class schools to schools where half of the children I "taught" were simply looking forward to a life on the dole, and admitted as much.
I currently spend a lot of my time demoralised, picking up deliberately broken pieces of equipment, repairing and maintaining children's books (which they should maintain themselves, but a lot couldn't care less and rip/ doodle/ rather throw glue up the ceiling than use it to stick sheets into their books), tidying up, because children will simply up and leave by the ringing of the bell and I have to let them go, because I will be the one getting into trouble if they're late for their next lesson, so have to pick up books and equipment simply left.
Then I report to parents, who know my job better than I do and who will rather accuse me of picking on their child than admit their child may choose to misbehave.
I deal with SLT seemingly hell-bent on catching me (any staff, really) out on not having kept up with my marking/ data collection/ planning for next year. I already work 12 hours or more a day and barely see my own children, but it's not enought to keep up with my work.
And I get it. The curriculum is not suitable for the kids we have, who spend their time being carers to young siblings for lack of a second parent, being carers to addict adults, going out to work after school to support their families or facing the prospect of never having a job, because there is little left in the area for those not academically gifted (of which there are a lot).
I'm not supported in my school and will be leaving shortly. I will be going back to a leafy middle class area and that will be my last attempt at staying in the job. I'm too old now to put up with the poor behaviour and lack of respect for anything and anyone that comes with working in a sink school.
The tragic thing is that the kids actually really like me. Nothing they do is personal and outside of the classroom we have great conversations, but they cannot cope with the demands of school life. I've stayed here for just over a year and that is long in my school - most teachers only last a term and many supply staff turn up once and never again. It's a school where less contact time, more support staff and more prep time as well as smaller classes would make all the difference to staff, but the school cannot afford any of that.
So I'm gone, before the effect this year has had on my wellbeing can take a proper hold. Before the blemish on my excellent record of student achievement in my subject becomes too much and makes me unemployable in better schools. But I feel sad for all the kids, who will miss out on the opportunities I gave them and who will be faced with yet another year of an unstable department. And I know they will have even less trust in the next person, who will start off by saying they're there to stay.