My classroom- now with 3% more physical pleasantness!

Today, the results of the student surveys regarding teacher effectiveness were posted.  I know that a lot of my colleagues were disappointed with their results.  We are all so tuned in to the idea that 70% is a threshold between passing and failing that I fear our expectations were a bit off base.  The average teacher score in the school district was 65.  65% of the students who took the survey responded favorably to the survey questions.  I had to reconfigure my thinking.  A 50 would mean that half of the kids were happy about the instruction they receive, so I suppose 50 means your students are pretty apathetic about your work.  With that in mind, my 67 was pretty good.  It was at least better than average.  Our school average was a 64.  I printed off the report and took a look at the question-by-question breakdown.  Apparently, my instruction is clear, my rules are fair and my methods are solid.  My worst scores were in areas like my concern for their lives outside of the classroom.  I guess...  but who has the time to learn all about the private lives of every kid? 

Meh.  I did pretty well.  

Some of my friends whom I respect and view as very effective teachers were downright angry with their scores.  One question that fascinated me was about the pleasantness of the physical space in the classroom.  Talk about things that are out of my hands.  Apparently, my classroom is 78% pleasant.  The average District response on this item was 75%.  I kind of want to hang a sign outside of my room that says Miss Hinds' classroom: Now with 3% more physical pleasantness than the District average!

I may just do that.  And I should hang it over my door.  Fun fact- today I realized that my door has an inventory tag on it.  It clearly states that the door, if found, belongs to the Dallas ISD.  There is a number to call, should you happen to find my classroom door out on its own.  It's kind of funny to me.  Someday, that door will be out in the world- maybe at a door pawn shop after a rash of door theft.  The pawnbroker will see the inventory tag and call the District and the cops.  I found it!  I found the stolen door!  

*Update* I made the sign. It made me laugh. Enjoy: