It's not like we are not used to this. So much so that it is always feels like a surprise.
Most island teachers know that their classrooms are not so much a place of work as an extension of themselves. That is why we clean our classrooms because there are never enough janitors. That is why we buy cleaning supplies. That is why we paint the walls ourselves.
If we don't do it, who will?
Of course, don't expect us to be giddy about it. Come on, after all, that is not our job. We didn't go to college for this. We shouldn't have to use part of our earnings to keep our workplace clean, or pay for student supplies. But, if you are a teacher long enough, you know it comes with the territory.
And yes, I'd like the Powers that Be to say, enough is enough and we'll take care of it. But, do you mind if I sit down while I wait for this to happen? Because it might take a while.
I've decided to be a bit more zen-like. I'm not going to get all worked up about this. I know it is wrong, mind you, but life is a blink of an eye.
Next time someone decides to demonize us teachers, let's invite him/her to our classroom. Tell him/her to bring "work" clothes.
Tomorrow it's our first day with students in the classroom. If you are a teacher, I want to thank you. For all that you do, whether anyone chooses to recognize it or not.
I'll leave you with two bits of media that make me feel good about being a teacher. I hope they make you feel good, too.
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