Hmmm, teaching teaching teaching. Men who are principals of schools believe intrinsically that EACH of them is a MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE and they have the egos and power abuses to go with. Beware the principal who constantly says "I'm anal retentive" when you are an artist and teach art. This last year I worked for one such, who pulled a bait and switch on me to begin--signed contract for one school, elementary, haven't done in many years, then two months later I have two more schools.
No help, no covering additional gas, I'm teaching almost 900 kids at low-income schools, 31 classes, no classroom and little materials at two.
Jerkwad shovels me off onto the pink-cheeked 27 yo Intern Principal who couldn't find his whatsit in a whojibby, utterly useless. Over observes, goes from "going great, great stuff with the kids" to "the aquarium and fish look fantastic" and documents me as being an awful teacher. Now, I find out that he and the last art teacher had a big blowout when she left, and I was the 6th art teacher in as many years.
I got sick in March, got a deep chest cold that wouldn't let go due to over exhaustion and stress as I was working to do my very best (I still have that cough almost 8 months later). Sick days--and they wanted doctor's notes--they got them. This guy is a real *** and waited to tell me he wouldn't renew my contract until the big job transfer fairs were over, and told me I had to sign a resignation (a complete lie)---which I later found out was putting a black mark on me---since I was a one year contract, just not renewing was fine!!!
Spent all summer looking for teaching jobs in 16 surrounding counties--I believe he illegally told them these lies about me when they called him, even thought I didn't put him down as a reference. It's basically an ******* abusing his power, and does he realize how he has almost destroyed my life? I was one of the nominees at one of the other schools for Teacher of the Year--and I'm not a good teacher? No complaints in over 20 years of K-12 and University?
When I applied for Unemployment so I could pay mortgage and power and other bills, he once again lied and said I was uncompliant, and a poor teacher, yada yada yada. I'm still in a state of disbelief. It's been a very dark and terrifying time. I have no resources.
Sorry this is so long, but it sums up my past year and how one indiviual can destroy the love of teaching in another due to ego and feelings of inadequacy (he's a schlump-shouldered balding putz who isn't very effective at his job). I'm still trying to let go of the anger . . . stoopid me.