Saturday, June 27, 2015
Tired, old, excuses
Yesterday was the last day of the school year, 2014/2015. It was the year that all of us had longed for, after 12, long, agonizing years. Finally we were to be made whole once again. We had a mayor [sic] who ran on being the mayor that would reverse the Bloombitch/Klein reign of terror. What did we wake up to that September morning last fall? Were we to go to our permanent schools and start to clean, arrange and decorate our classrooms? NO! We as the Walking Dead were "forced" to report our ATR assignments. Later that month, we were "forced" to go on "mandated interviews". After our first rotation, we were again "forced" to go to a new school, were we were "forced" to be substitute teachers and "forced" to have to endure the indignities of both students and staff, the latter of which were, in some cases, 30 years our juniors.
Today I was supported by the entire 7th grade class of the school I was lucky enough to be "forced" rotated into. The question arose while I was on my way home, should I let our union [another sic] know and could they put in a word for me? My answer to that is "forced placements have been eliminated!" But "forced" rotations, interviews and assignments are permitted by our holier-than-thou union.
The answer to this problem would simply be "vote the bastards out!" But how can we when the newborns are "forced" to vote for the one party that will "force" them out of teaching and "force" the greatest kids in the universe to a mediocre education. Keep your dues coming, suckers!