On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.
ToC, H. Miller

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Progression of days

Still can't say that anything has really changed in my world lately. Without any real job prospects, my past is uninspiring and my immediate future is monotonous. Everyone around me continues to be as bloody cheerful about my supposedly sure-fire success as they were a month ago. And Chyna continues to sprawl her fluffy white tum-tum across my computer desk in decreasingly discreet poses. So long as she's comfortable, right?

Interesting day today. Subbed at D.M.S. again for the first time since it scared me far away. That would be the time when I subbed for a 6th grade class (b/c the veteran teacher was run off by the students and had to take personal leave). Yeah, lucky, innocent me... walking into that brouhaha. Let's just say that all but the FBI was called in that day to contain the students. A girl even got in my face and threatened to teach me this that and the other... the next week I hear on the news that she was caught bringing a knife into school. Anyway, after that first taste of public school, I stayed away from all county schools for quite some time... nor have I returned to this school. Until today.

Of course, I was not expecting roses. But, I did learn a valuable lesson. More accurately, I was retaught a valuable lesson. Difficult groups of students can happen to good teachers. Having a class or two of disrespectful hooligans sometimes happens and there isn't much that anyone can do when they're thrust into a classroom for a random day. Frequently now, I've subbed at schools, thinking at the end that it was merely an average day at most, to be complimented at the end by various faculty that I had done an amazing job - that the students liked me and that I maintained classroom management sometimes better than even the regular teachers themselves.

See, schools? See what you're missing! I ROCK as a teacher! Students love me! Faculty loves me! I don't just babysit; I don't just maintain a low-key status quo - I ROCK as a teacher! :P ppbbtttt!!!! :P

Oo, on other news, a pair of camouflaged rifle-toting persons where spotted near a Shelby Co H.S. today. Police were immediately called to the scene, and the news crews haven't really said anything more than what I've just said. (Although they took 6 times longer to say it and used much more sensational words.) Let's just keep in mind that the county schools are the GOOD schools. Regardless of the drug busts, the students bringing knives to school (and threatening teachers), and the random camo sauntering in the soccer field - this is daisies and roses compared to the stories out of Memphis City schools.

Well, on such a cheerful note... I'm going to veg in front of the tv. WIll and Grace, My Name is Earl, and Office Space come on tonight! Woo hoo! Speaking of Thursday night tv, Teachers is a terrible, horrible, pathetic excuse of a show. I don't want to talk about it anymore. It is an empty-headed animal, a food trough wiper. I fart in its general direction. Its mother was a hamster, and its father smelled of elderberries! (I love Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail.) :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hey girl!
Geez, you sure get your point across about the show, Teachers!!! I, myself, am a Survivor fan. Keep your chin up about your job prospects. You'll come across one eventually that will be just right for you; and they'll be lucky that they found you!!! By the way, when are you coming up for Cindy's wedding??? Call me!
Jeanette