I finally made some. I signed a six-month lease rather than a year-long one, after agonizing over it for more than a month. Having options is good.
I left for work today, and I wanted to cry walking out the door. I thought about how many times I’ve been miserable with our public education system, and decided to give my self the option of quitting or taking leave. I spoke with my principal, and I think I can make it until next year, when Mr. Sir is gone.
The kids told me that Mr. Sir talked trash about me while I was gone the last two days. There is nothing I can do about it, as he is too crusty for mediation. It doesn’t matter anyway, because it doesn’t hurt me at all with the kids, it just makes him look stupid.
My principal said that the other teacher and I can interview his replacement. I can’t wait.
