My first wife was a school teacher, she was constantly buying supplies for "projects". I can't speak to the rest but she barely had adequate supplies to teach. I'm sure it must have started with good intentions but I recall it seemed like a competition to come up with the most creative and "cute" lessons.
Things like crayons, she taught special Ed and I saw the pathetic little broken pieces of crayon left from the two boxes they allowed her. I spent a fortune in construction paper and paste and glitter and markers and poster board and on and on.
I raised hell with the school board, they told the teachers stick to the lesson plans. This while they built a new administration building... The reality is sort of in the middle, teachers often are not supplied adequately but they don't really "need" all the crap they ask for either.
My take is school administrators are less concerned with students or quality of education and much more concerned with power and prestige. YMMV
That said,
Her students broke my heart and I bought whatever she asked for. Maybe sometime I'll share some of those gut wrenching stories.
Things like crayons, she taught special Ed and I saw the pathetic little broken pieces of crayon left from the two boxes they allowed her. I spent a fortune in construction paper and paste and glitter and markers and poster board and on and on.
I raised hell with the school board, they told the teachers stick to the lesson plans. This while they built a new administration building... The reality is sort of in the middle, teachers often are not supplied adequately but they don't really "need" all the crap they ask for either.
My take is school administrators are less concerned with students or quality of education and much more concerned with power and prestige. YMMV
That said,
Her students broke my heart and I bought whatever she asked for. Maybe sometime I'll share some of those gut wrenching stories.