Teacher Salaries

I was asked about teacher salaries.  The question came from a friend who was very respectful in her asking. Here is my long winded answer.

http://www.educationworld.net/salaries_us.html - “Average beginning teacher salaries:

Alaska had the highest average beginning salary in 2002-03, at $37,401. States joining Alaska in the top tier were New Jersey, at $35,673; District of Columbia, at $35,260; New York, at $35,259; and California, at $34,805.”

Teacher pay appears to vary greatly depending on where one teaches - ie: cost of living. I want to focus on just Oregon. In 2009, Oregon ranked 25 in national average teacher pay, with an average pay of $48,720.  Keeping in mind average combines all beginning, middle, and veteran teachers.  Not only is compensation dependent upon state, it depends on the district one works for.

For example:

Portland Public Schools starting Salaries:

BA/BS $35,886

MA/MS $42,794

Salem/Keizer Schools starting Salaries:

BA/BS, $34,709

MA/MS, $40,275

Teachers make 14 percent less than professionals in other occupations that require similar levels of education. This is maddening to me on a variety of levels. Mainly, it is the fact that I have a considerable amount of student loan debt, about $70,000 - that will take about 20+ years to pay off at the rate I am making.  It goes without saying, that I am paying a hell of a lot to be in a job that educates our nations children (read: influence and inspire the future).

“The rate in which teachers are paid, prices teachers out of home ownership in 32 metropolitan areas, and makes raising a family on one salary near impossible.”

Nationwide, 46% of teachers quit before their fifth year. I was ready to quit after 2.  In fact, I put in a leave-of-absence to consider my options. I decided to change schools, and position type.  I have done that again.  And if this year does not prove to be worth more, I will once again be considering a career change.

What this all comes down to is the fact that in my experience, teachers put in about 10+ hours daily in the classroom.  That is not accounting for all the time they spend at home working on their jobs, or the time that is spent during the summer prepping the room for the next year (I put in about 25 hours) - this is all UNPAID time.  Teachers are paid salary to work 39.5 hours a week at about the rate of, say, $30/hour before taxes.  When one considers that a teacher actually works about 50 hours/week - that comes out to be about $24/hour before taxes. And THEN, when one considers that most teachers have to buy snacks, materials, equipment, summer break hours… well, you get the idea. My point is, that the level of education, continual license renewal courses (graduate level required), compensation is very low… but lord knows, I didn’t become a teacher thinking that I was going to get rich…

Is the idea that I should be able to pay off my student debt in a reasonable amount of time a crazy one? Or is the thought that maybe our culture needs a values check - a nation that spends more dollars on military spending compared to what it spends on its citizens is devastatingly shameful. 

I just think that teacher should be respected more, paid more, and listened to more.

And, if all else fails watch this:

 

I am a Teacher

Recently, there was a Teacher March in Washington, DC for a "Save our Schools" rally. I didn't even know such a thing was happening. I think the realization of this event, and how I didn't know about it, is what many teachers feel when new legislation is passed, new testing requirements come down the pipeline, and new curriculum is is decided. Teachers seldom have a real voice at the table.  Politicians, text-book companies, testing companies ~ they all have a very loud and influential voice, and it's time that people in the actual profession of teaching start raising their voices!

Why did I choose to be a teacher? The simple fact is that without an education, I would be going nowhere, fast.  I had good teachers, bad teachers, nice teachers, & mean teachers.  In addition to academics, they all taught me something about myself! And it was those lessons that influenced me and helped shape me into the person I am today, the person who decided to be a teacher.

The American Public School system is being severely threatened, and in some states, dismantling them. The republican/conservative/tea-party agenda is hard at work attempting to convince the American people that public education is wrong and that it is the teachers fault for "failing" students.  When it is those same people who continue to vote time and time again to take funds away from public schools - or - vote to not increase taxes which would better fund schools.  All of this leads to a failing system, and it is certainly NOT the teachers fault.

Let's think about something: 50% of new teachers will quit after only 5 years. I am entering my 5th year of teaching, and I seriously considered leaving after my 2nd year. Every year brings new challenges and opportunity to grow professionally. Therefore, when I hear about funds being taken from the public school system and given to fund vouchers & charters, and there are even some states that allow tax deductions for those families that send their students to private school, I become passionately enraged!  Especially when research is now showing that vouchers for charters, do not show any difference in achievement or success.

I, along with my colleagues, work very very hard to teach the next generation to read, to make sense of numbers, to write coherently, to create relationships with their peers, to know what it means to be a good citizen, and many many other day-to-day activities that would take a lifetime to explain. I am continually being asked to do more, with less.  And, teachers, continue to rise to the occasion, because we are passionate about what we do!

As we come upon the dawn of a new school year, I hope that we can come together as professionals.  We must demand a seat at the table of decision making!  No longer can we sit quietly in our classrooms waiting and wondering what the next blow to public education will be! Go to meetings, find out what is happening at your state level! It is up to us! Don't be afraid of your own voice, speak up!

I appreciate any and all feedback on this topic, as it is near and dear to my heart. Do you think the school system is failing? If so, why?

Leaving Las Vegas

Traveling alone for the first time was an experience that as left me with some good times and well as some open wounds…

I have gone to events alone, but there were always people waiting for me at my destinations.  This trip to Vegas was different. I was alone. No one was waiting for me in Vegas. 

As many of you know, I loathe flying.  My body responds to flying with primal get-the-fuck-out-of-here fear.  Because of this, I have to take a considerable amount of medication (think drool-like state) in order to convince my body that we are, in fact, safe (even though flying 35,000 feet above the earth could never be safe - don’t try and convince me).  Due to my medicated state, I become much slower at normal activities, like walking and talking to other humans.  When I am with other people, it is not that big of a deal, because they will help me with my bags or answer questions more quickly than my processing speed (see again, drool-like state).  While trying to go to Vegas, I went to the gate for LA.  I was informed of this when I handed the fly-the-friendly-skies counter lady my boarding pass, her scanner started beeping loudly.  I thought, “OH SHIT - they found out I am a bleeding heart liberal!” She smiled nicely at me and said, “Ma’am, this is the gate for LA.” I responded with a look of confusion, and what was likely a far too long of pause and said sadly, and most likely with tears forming, “But I don’t wanna go to LA, I wanna go to Vegas.” With a mothering like voice, she pointed me towards the correct gate. Thank you, counter lady for being nice to me.

Once I arrived in the City of Sin, I was greeted by very warm air, and it felt wonderful on my chilly Portland skin.  I hopped in a cab and arrived at my hotel, thinking to myself, “I really cannot believe I am here by myself”!  I was generally alright with it.  It seemed, however, that others did not feel the same way about my aloneness.  There were the frequent and awkward “oh, you’re here alone?” comments/questions, made with confused sideways faces.  “Yes, I am here alone, and it is actually kind of fabulous”. In a way it was.  I didn’t have to plan around anyone else’s wants or desires.  I could do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted to. However, there was this nagging “you’re doing it wrong” voice that played on repeat in my head.  The highlighted example is when I went to see the show, Jubilee.  I was sat at table alone, tickets that I spend a lot of money for.  As more and more guests arrived, a woman with a camera visited all the tables taking pictures of all the happy couples on dates, and all the groups of ladies out on the town.  Well, she visited all the tables, but mine.  I overheard her say “Let me take your picture.  You can see it after the show, you don’t have to buy it, but it can be a happy piece of memorabilia”.  The unspoken words here were that since I was alone, there was no need for me to have my picture.  After all, why would I want to remember being alone? Clearly, I was doing the nightlife scene wrong.

I realized while dining by myself, that I rely very much on the reassurance of those I surround myself with, and while alone, I had only myself to rely on.  I felt so uncomfortable in my own skin.  I felt like everyone was watching every move I made.  I felt like they were watching how I carried my body, my plate, my purse, how I sat down, how I took fork to mouth, how I laid the napkin on my lap. This was my only real meal out. Due to my extreme discomfort, I only ate out once.  The other times, I grabbed a snack at a Starbucks, got some fruit at the pool, and ordered room service.

Overall, I am glad that I went to Vegas alone.  I left with a stronger sense of self, be it just a small piece.  I feel more aware of the fact that when people are “alone” it is not simply because no one likes them, it may be because they are actually CHOOSING to be alone - a concept that I am just now beginning to understand - and that is the open wound that needs tending.  When I was alone, I slept better than I had in about a year, I had energy to face my days, my shoulders didn’t feel the heaviness they feel while in town - I suppose that is what vacation is supposed to do. Now, if only I could convince those other issues to take a vacation… In the meantime, I think I’ll just book another trip.