I stumbled across an entertaining blog, Blackboard Jungle, by Lectrice, an inner-city London teacher. She tells an anecdote from her previous school about teaching students from immigrant families applying for the right to stay in England. Families get special consideration if they have school-age children — or adults pretending to be children.
One class for 13-year-olds included Hasan, who who was six feet tall and had a full beard and “the physique of a boxer.”
He’s a reputation for being easily bored, disinclined to do work, and a tendency to tell teachers to f*** off if challenged about this.
And the Head of Science, a dour, brittle, no-nonsense squat lady in her late forties has had enough of Hasan’s intractibility and silliness. She tolerates it as long as she can, till she lets rip with the retort “what are you doing here anyway? You’re 36 years old with a family of three kids, aren’t you?”
Hasan storms out, furious. Science teacher is rather perturbed — un-PC comments like this are not well received by the borough who employ her.
“Ooh, miss,” the other children say, “you shouldn’t have said that. You’ve really upset him now. He’s only 32.”
Lectrice also gives upbeat advice to an engineer friend who’s considering going into teaching.