Why I Hate School Uniforms
About fifteen minutes into my first hour class today, our assistant principal entered the room. What he saw was twenty some students at their own desks, with books open, diligently working on an assignment I had given them. What he heard was nothing but the sound of little minds working.
What he then did was ask everyone to stand up for a uniform inspection. Belts were the major focus. Those without one had to come up front and let him pull a zip tie through two belt loops as a replacement. After completing his task, he left.
Now, without me even telling you about the class after the uniforms were corrected, do you think my classroom was more productive before the appearance of the uniform police, or after?
That is why I hate school uniforms. They serve no academic purpose whatsoever. (I don’t think they serve any of their other purported purposes, either, but that’s a subject for another post.). All they do is give students and teachers one more think to fight over. And frequently, as it did today in my class, enforcement undermines academics.