good news, bad news
The good news? My students didn't eat a substitute alive yesterday.
The bad news? That's because no substitute showed up because the subfinder system was effed up. Other teachers had to cover my classes all day. This means the kids go to that classroom and share the space with the class that's there. I couldn't say no today when asked, so I got to see the pleasure that is two full classes smashed into a space of one, not knowing the kids and not having lesson plans for them.
The good news about that? I get paid $30 an hour for "substituting" like that.
The good news? When I walked up to the school gates today, I said to the campus supervisor Chris, "You owe me $30." The day before panel he had walked up to me and said, "I have $30 in my wallet. Is that enough to get this one kid sent to GED?" Well, I sent that kid to GED. Because that campus supervisor is one of the best I've ever known - he has great relationships with all the kids and does an excellent job, and he told me this kid sneaks out of class to go smoke. [And, of course, he was joking about the $30. But I took what he said seriously.]
The bad news? The principal won't discipline that kid because he's Black. I noticed that at panel, the principal's intense fear of disciplining Black kids. He told us to be sure only once, and it was for that reason. The stupid bigot without a spine - he's afraid of a accusations of racism. And he is racist. But Mexican parents are quieter. That is so effed up.
Oh, and the good news about that – Chris said it was the best panel ever and he’d be happy to give me far more than $30 (though, I noticed his wallet didn’t actually OPEN during this conversation). He said it was very fair, and the kids who got second chances really deserved, and we didn’t get bullshitted.
The good news? I'm about 85% certain I won't be returning to teach next year.
The bad news? There are 18 more weeks left.
The bad news? That's because no substitute showed up because the subfinder system was effed up. Other teachers had to cover my classes all day. This means the kids go to that classroom and share the space with the class that's there. I couldn't say no today when asked, so I got to see the pleasure that is two full classes smashed into a space of one, not knowing the kids and not having lesson plans for them.
The good news about that? I get paid $30 an hour for "substituting" like that.
The good news? When I walked up to the school gates today, I said to the campus supervisor Chris, "You owe me $30." The day before panel he had walked up to me and said, "I have $30 in my wallet. Is that enough to get this one kid sent to GED?" Well, I sent that kid to GED. Because that campus supervisor is one of the best I've ever known - he has great relationships with all the kids and does an excellent job, and he told me this kid sneaks out of class to go smoke. [And, of course, he was joking about the $30. But I took what he said seriously.]
The bad news? The principal won't discipline that kid because he's Black. I noticed that at panel, the principal's intense fear of disciplining Black kids. He told us to be sure only once, and it was for that reason. The stupid bigot without a spine - he's afraid of a accusations of racism. And he is racist. But Mexican parents are quieter. That is so effed up.
Oh, and the good news about that – Chris said it was the best panel ever and he’d be happy to give me far more than $30 (though, I noticed his wallet didn’t actually OPEN during this conversation). He said it was very fair, and the kids who got second chances really deserved, and we didn’t get bullshitted.
The good news? I'm about 85% certain I won't be returning to teach next year.
The bad news? There are 18 more weeks left.
posted by NOLA at 7:30 PM
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