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January 07, 2004
Woohoo bubbly!
Bubbles of ecstatic joy floated in front of my classroom windows today, reflecting irridescent images of row houses curving back to the Empire State Building. Each one was successively popped by the little disappointments of the day, but the day started quite happily.
My principal presented me with a trash can. Not a new series of computers, not some workable chairs, and not exactly something transformative from a Disney film. After four months of having to sweep up my disgusting floor, I was still quite pleased. I've purchased many things for my classroom, but I fought against having to purchase my own trash can. It's bad enough that we don't have custodians because of budget cuts.
We were also informed today that our school has descended to SURR school status. This is the educational equivalent of the second count in boxing, the day before the expiration date on milk, or a gay bar just before they shut off the alcohol. If we have one more bad set of test results, they close the school. Apparently we will have tons of people observing us, lots of extra advisors, and sharks circling the school in a moat. I just want some chairs.
Posted by G at January 7, 2004 06:16 PM
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I have this frightening image of a school, all borded up, cobwebs in the corners, shutters flapping in the wind, with nothing inside but one slightly used garbage can.
Posted by: Out There at January 7, 2004 08:32 PM
MAN You do have it bad. I work in a school where we have our own phones, three computers, a TV and a video web cam. But I came from a school like yours....Ebonics was the language of choice. It will get better though. Go you for making them buy you a trash can.
Posted by: TEXAS BOY Teacher at January 8, 2004 01:29 PM
MAN You do have it bad. I work in a school where we have our own phones, three computers, a TV and a video web cam. But I came from a school like yours....Ebonics was the language of choice. It will get better though. Go you for making them buy you a trash can.
Posted by: TEXAS BOY Teacher at January 8, 2004 01:29 PM
MAN You do have it bad. I work in a school where we have our own phones, three computers, a TV and a video web cam. But I came from a school like yours....Ebonics was the language of choice. It will get better though. Go you for making them buy you a trash can.
Posted by: TEXAS BOY Teacher at January 8, 2004 01:30 PM
MAN You do have it bad. I work in a school where we have our own phones, three computers, a TV and a video web cam. But I came from a school like yours....Ebonics was the language of choice. It will get better though. Go you for making them buy you a trash can.
Posted by: TEXAS BOY Teacher at January 8, 2004 01:30 PM
...and the only reason the trash can is there so that the observer has somewhere to sit when s/he comes to collect a fat paycheck provide new educational incentive to the institution. *sigh*
Sharks! With frikken laser beams attached to their heads!
Posted by: Casey at January 8, 2004 01:59 PM
(Whoops...there was supposed to be a strikeout around " collect a fat paycheck"...)
Posted by: Casey at January 8, 2004 02:01 PM
But just so long as the trash can doesn't have any poo in it. Not pretty.
Posted by: Lee at January 9, 2004 12:16 AM