How to Write a Letter of Resignation


by Steve Morgan - Date: 2008-07-23 - Word Count: 479 Share This!

 

Dear Board

 

It is with a pleasure bordering upon delirium that I announce my imminent departure from your cage.

 

The cliché, I know, is to say the job has finally ‘become too much for m' but the truth is the job became too much for me years ago, and since then I have been floating just beneath the surface, coming up for air four times a year for the desperate bouts of hyperventilation we in the profession refer to as our holidays.

 

There is much I will not miss about this job, and so you will forgive me if I focus only on the most outstanding of my present joys.

 

I will not miss the minutiae that each day strangles the most diligent of teachers. The absence notes, the uniform checks, the money collections, the recording of incidents, the preparation of moderation documents, of management documents, assessment documents, planning documents, documents outlining the preparation of aforementioned documents, the meetings that start late and go nowhere, the emails that will not cease, the thousand little ways of each day reminding me no matter how hard I might try, I will never be ‘doing my job.'

 

I will not miss the parents. I am sorry, but making them feel better about their failed attempts to rear a child does not move me. I do not believe that involving parents is always the key to educational success; indeed saving the child from the parents is often my first priority.

 

I will not miss the educational experts, who each week find new ways to describe my failure. I will not miss reading the studies that tell me of those inspirational teachers who have, by following the magic formula, made the difference I myself will never witness.

 

And most of all I will not miss the failure. The bloodied concrete wall of resistance that every day I meet in the classroom, of the students whose will to learn what I have to teach is too small for measurement, and whose disdain for I would teach it knows no bounds. I will not miss the cohort of pupils who each year leave a little duller, a little less sure of themselves, a little more convinced of their own inadequacies, than when we first met them five years before. I will not miss a career where the minimisation of damage done remains tour noblest aim

 

There are other things I will not miss. I will not miss being sworn at, talked over, spat at, jostled, laughed at and most crushingly, simply ignored. I will not miss the irrelevance.

 

I am not coping in this job. I'm not sure I ever did cope. I know most of my colleagues are struggling too, I feel them climbing over me, straining for air.

So I'm out of here. So long and thanks for the memories.

Ecstatically yours..........

 

So I'm out of here. So long and thanks for the memories.

 

Ecstatically yours........


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Retired Principal originally from England but now resident in New Zealand for the past 55yrs

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