I’ve been having to lay low for a while while I divest myself of an awful placement. You might recall that I applied for transfer to a senior high school. They (the evil school board, whose staffing department is run by an incompetent ex-principal I used to have. And who remembers me. I shouldda kept me mouth shut) balked. I pushed.
I pushed a bit more, and it was suggested that I keep the volume down a bit. WHich I’ve been doing.
The Toronto school shooting should have proven blogworthy, and I may just yet. Until then, just six more teaching days until summer.
And no, I don’t get paid summers off. Although I am lucky, I know plenty of teachers who take summer jobs to connect the ends.