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Up the Down Staircase

Bel Kaufman, 1964

★ 3.96 from 10.7k ratings on Goodreads

Graphic novels & humour Literary fiction

A first-year teacher's dispatches from a New York City high school, assembled from memos, notes and student voices — funny, furious and still familiar. A collage of memos, notes, and student voices moves fast and funny, with a weary, wired teacher's voice holding it together.

Feels like wonder, grief and humor. About memory, time and war.

Who it’s for

You may like it if you enjoy school stories told through documents and overheard voices, especially when the humor has a sharp bureaucratic edge. Some readers do find the dated slang and the uneven joke-to-grievance ratio hard going.

Why read it

It gives you a quick, funny, and humane view of a school system's absurd machinery and the people caught inside it.

A page from the book

The private language of institutions, translated by someone who has learned to hate it.

The clerical work is par for the course. “Keep on file in numerical order” means throw in wastebasket. You’ll soon learn the language. “Let it be a challenge to you” means you’re stuck with it; “interpersonal relationships” is a fight between kids; “ancillary civic agencies for supportive discipline” means call the cops; “Language Arts Dept.” is the English office; “literature based on child’s reading level and experiential background” means that’s all they’ve got in the Book Room; “non-academic-minded” is a delinquent; and “It has come to my attention” means you’re in trouble.
Excerpt from Up the Down Staircase, Bel Kaufman, Vintage 1964. Quoted for discovery. Source Rights & removals

What readers say

Readers found the book funny and moving, often nostalgic about school days and inspired by teachers who care. Many were frustrated by bureaucratic absurdity and student hardship; some found it dated, unfunny, or unconvincing.

Bel Kaufman.Bel Kaufman was the granddaughter of Sholem Aleichem and drew on her own years teaching English in New York City public schools.

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Is Up the Down Staircase for me?
You may like it if you enjoy school stories told through documents and overheard voices, especially when the humor has a sharp bureaucratic edge. Some readers do find the dated slang and the uneven joke-to-grievance ratio hard going.
What is Up the Down Staircase like?
A collage of memos, notes, and student voices moves fast and funny, with a weary, wired teacher's voice holding it together. Feels like wonder, grief and humor. About memory, time and war.
What should I read after Up the Down Staircase?
If you liked Up the Down Staircase, try Slaughterhouse-Five (Kurt Vonnegut), Hearts in Atlantis (Stephen King) and The House on Hope Street (Danielle Steel).

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