This will probably be a long vent, so sorry in advance! A little background - this is my second year teaching. I was a sub for 5 years prior to that. Went back to school got a second degree. I thought I finally found a career I could love and do well. Last year was tough - tough class etc., first year. This year has been a nightmare! The WORST class ever. (except for the few students who do what they are told, behave, work without complaning). Now to top it off a parent has accused me of being racist. (I'm white - student is black). I'll set it up - After a very long week I got a call at home from student's mom (actually future mom) on Friday night 7:00 p.m. wondering why he didn't get recess that day. My reponse - he was working with resource teacher getting his work caught-up. Oh ok, well I have a conference with younger brothers teacher on Monday at 3:15 can I come in before and see how he's doing. Sure, about what time? 2:45. Ok, see you then. Monday comes 3:00 comes - parent, finally at 3:15 dad and student walk into the room. I say hi, what can I do for you? He says I'm here for a parent-teacher conference. Okay, well mid-terms went home today any questions. No response. Also I sent home a note last week that he was supposed to return about how he has been disrepectful to me and other teachers. Oh dad that's the one I told you I threw away. I say but you told me you left on the counter. In enters resource teacher she needs him to sign some IEP update that he has been avoiding and then starts dad's yelling at me how I pick on all the black students and I'm a racist. He wants his kid out of my class. He comes home every day crying because I pick on him. Well I lost it, yes I probably didn't act very professional but I yelled back. He was attacking my character etc. Then in walks the principal and dad starts again on how I'm a racist and wants his kid out this class. I'm still trying to defend myself. At this point I'm really fighting back the tears and feel like jumping out the window. Principal doesn't want to hear my side. Then asks can we go downstairs and talk, is this a good time. I said no this isn't a good time. I thought I was going to have a stroke. Luckily a friend/teacher across the hall came over and tried to calm me down. Then I just went home and broke down. Eight at night prinicpal calls to get my side. I said sorry I lost my temper but I had to defend myself. This is only the second time I have ever seen this dad. I was expecting the mom. I am hard on all my students black or white, yellow or green. I expect them to all do their best and behave. He said he didn't think I picked on the black students, but he was moving student to other 5th grade teacher. Which was fine by me - there is no way I could ever teach that child again. I also have some other problem students that we have to meet with a mom for (yes he is black also). He doesn't do his work, dances in his seat, is always doing what he knows he is not supposed to. I also have a fairly new student who has major baggage (he is white) was kidnapped by father a year ago, mom finally got him back. He was abused, exposed to drugs, etc. Child has major medical problems because of this. Needs to go to bathroom often. I didn't know this until after he went home with an accident in his pants. Called into principal's office, day after racist problem, and told about this, I need to have conference with mom, which I had just scheduled. Also found out from mom at the conference that when I yell at the class or talk loud it scares child and reminds him of dad's girlfriend (that he saw dad stab). This friday before I left for the day I checked my school e-mail. E-mail from principal that I have to meet with him and elem. supervisor Monday at 3:00 to discuss my professionalism, etc. Probably going to have to change my voice. I have worked so hard to get to this point. I love to teach, but hate going to work any more. Do I yell at my class - well yes they are awful, and yes I have tried every know discipline I know. I'm sure many of the other students know what has gone on. I feel like many of the other teachers in the building are avoiding me. I know I'm not the best teacher in the world, but I do the best I can. I try to make sure they learn and find it interesting. I'm afraid I won't be hired back next year. I like this school, it is close to home, my kids went there and in many ways feels like home. But slowly but surely it isn't anymore. I would hate to have to start over at a different school. I don't know what I'm going to do. I need to work. I have 1 child off to college next year, then the following year another and then in 3 years my final child off to college. Besides I really don't know what else I would do. Do principal and admin. forget what it is like to be in a classroom full of spoiled, bratty kids. Have to deal with parents who are more concerned with their kid missing recess than doing their work. They load so much work on besides teaching it is overwhelming. I sick of it all. I don't think I've slept a total of 8 hours all week and I can't even look at food. Luckily my husband is supportive - but he always sees the glass half full! And 2 of the teachers on my floor have been supportive, but I still feel like I'm going to be hung out to dry. Thanks for listening. From reading other posts I know I'm not the only one that is fed up with teaching and all that goes with it. I wonder what would happen if all the teachers who felt this way quit! There would be alot of empty school rooms!