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November 9, 2011

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L. Hoppen

How many secondary school teachers have either left the profession, want to do so, or do not want to get involved in teaching at that level? This question must be asked when considering youngster's behaviour.

I did supply teaching for 3 years as a specialist in Business Studies and IT. I am fairly street-wise having been brought up in a Hackney school. I would prefer to be unemployed than go back to most of those schools, where it can be dangerous to teach, particularly in the Dalston and Highbury areas.

The comedy "Please Sir" is a very funny film, for its time-1967. Unfortunately it is now like a documentary of our times.

Power has been taken away from the teachers and schools to deal with the miscreants. In my days at school (1958-1963) I had to learn to be street-wise because this was the era of the activities of the Krays, and some of the children from my school, and living nearby were already operating "protection rackets".

From experience the situation is not helped by the laziness of the police, who do not want to get involved and the hard left-wing attitudes of social workers, who have not learned the proverb "spare the rod and spoil the child". I do not advocate widespread caning at school-there were some sadistic and vicious teachers around even in my era. If such punishment hould be administered it should only be done by the one Head Teacher-and no other. Expulsions should mean what they say and not allow the youngsters to return to that same school if for example a teacher has been attacked, either physically or verbally or anybody has been subject to racial or other discrimination.

The TV programme documenting the school in Harlow horrifies me in that the first supply teaching job that I undertook was a maths class in guess where-Harlow. I arrived in the class to be greeted with paper aeroplanes flying all over the place, and being hit by a couple. One pupil hid another's worknotes on the outside window ledge. The notes didn't last very long, as soon the who ledge was to collapse into the playground below, luckily not injuring anyone. It may have been the samer school as in Educating Essex.

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