Pushing through the corridors
With shouts and shoves and maybe even knives,
The teachers are just there to split
The fights and take a battering
Of words too old for Key Stage 3 to know.
But somewhere in the muddy bowels
Of the inner city school we know
A teacher sparks a love of art
Or music, writing or of scientific facts.
Those sparks exist no matter where
And teachers always find a way
To guide their students on.
I’m watching Educating Greater Manchester at the moment and it’s terrifying. I work in a school out in the country, so even though there are behaviour issues, they’re nowhere near the level that you might see in one of these inner city schools.
I take my hat off to those teachers that deal with students that are rude and disrespectful. However, a lot of those behaviour problems are because they lack confidence. Nobody at home has ever told them that they’re good human beings with a chance at a future.
I don’t think I could ever work in the city because I’m just not tough enough. But, in saying that there are still those beautiful moments in any school; those moments where students just light up your morning or afternoon. And those moments can happen whether it’s in the city or in the country.