I won't rant about our top heavy district (we have more assistant to the..., coordinators, directors and their staff then we do teachers). I want to discuss the emotional toll this has on people, especially me. (Cause we all know that's all that matters!)
It's such a strange feeling. I am crushed for many of these people (including one phenomenal special ed teacher that I worked very closely with this summer) on one hand. On the other, and this worries me on some level, I am relieved that it wasn't me. Now, I know I said that I am not on the block (fully certified, tenured, 6 years into the job, well-liked by administration, etc), I've been fired from jobs and I know the feeling. I can't imagine how they feel.
I still worry, though. Big time. Not for myself, per se. Like I said, I've lost jobs before. But this is the first time in my life that I've ever had people to genuinely provide for...and that scares the shit out of me. Natalie is, by far, the most important thing in my life and the thought of not being able to provide for her terrifies me in a way that words cannot describe.
If that wasn't enough, look at the rundown of the shittiness that has been the last 36 hours for me:
- My wife got her minivan stuck in the mud in the backyard.
- The sewer backed up into our basement. (Good times there!)
- Natalie is having an allergic reaction to something and we don't know what it is.
Well, hope that brightens your day.
Oh, GO ORANGE!