I’m a teacher. There’s nothing I’d like better than to get back into the classroom. Teaching online is exhausting, and I am online from 8am till 6pm most days, with marking and lesson planning on top of that. It’s not the same as being in the same room, and some students find it very tough. I get terrible headaches each evening from so much screen time, and I know some kids do as well. Their parents can give them a day off, but I have to keep going. I long for the day I can stand in front of the classroom and see rows of children’s faces.
BUT...
I would never forgive myself if I were responsible for the death of a child, or a parent, or a grandparent because a pupil picked up Covid19 in my classroom. It has to be as safe as possible. If I have 20 children in my classroom, they bring risk from 20 households together for an hour at a time. They touch desks and chairs and books and resources. Five minutes after they leave, a new set of 20 students comes in. It only takes one asymptomatic child to expose 40 children to Covid19 in the space of an afternoon.
I get why parents want their children back in school. I do too. But what we all really want is for this virus never to have happened and for everything to go back to the way it was. But it HAS happened, and we’re doing our damnedest to find a way forward. I’m so fed up with being a punching bag for angry parents who use teachers to vent their frustration with Coronavirus that I am considering leaving teaching altogether. I am not lazily lounging around the house having a paid holiday. I’m working 50+ hours a week trying to make sure that all the kids I teach get a decent education in these difficult times.
And just in case anyone asks how I have time to do gransnet during the school day... it’s breaktime.