I’ve been out the past two weeks due to a death in my family– the longest I’ve ever been away from a classroom for which I am the mainstream teacher. I’ve been a wreck, to be frank; imagining parents with pitchforks, abusive substitutes, all the inadequacies I manage to paper over with my physical presence on display.

I start back on Monday, and slipped in today to try and unobtrusively grab my laptop for some weekend grading. Didn’t work; I was swarmed by kids who were obviously and genuinely glad to see me. It was lovely.

Then some of them starting dissing the sub, about six inches from the sub (yikes). I put a quick end to that. But I noted too that disciplinary actions due to kids in my class were way up– my team was handling them in house, bless their hearts, but my impression was that more referrals had been written in these two weeks than I had done all year.

I can’t be pleased about this. As Rafe Esquith puts it in his book Teach Like Your Hair’s on Fire:

We’ve all seen this time and again: students do a terrific job with a fine teacher, but one day the teacher calls in sick or has to attend a meeting. A substitute takes over, and the classroom that had previously functioned so well turns into a scene from Animal House.

Sadly, I’ve actually encountered teachers who are proud of this. They think it shows what wonderful teachers they are– that they can control kids when others cannot. Recently, I heard a teacher brag, “My kids only watch films with me. They say it’s not good when I’m not around. ” This is a teacher who has forgotten that we may lead the class, but the students determine if a class is outstanding or mediocre.

I realize this is simply the other face to the same coin I’ve been struggling with my entire middle school career: my kids, with adults or peers, do not as a rule default to respect. This does not mean they are not inherently respectful, kind, or good children; overwhelmingly, they are. But it does mean that I fight daily against a confluence of culture, home life, and other nebulous factors that teach my children that self-absorption is OK; that sarcasm, flippancy and defiance is the norm; that everyone must earn civility, instead of being given it simply by dint of being alive; that you do what you can get away with, because you’re not getting anything else; that there is no high road.

I need to fix this, and no matter how well they learn their concepts or internalize their skills, my classes will remain mediocre until it is.