Today.
One of my girls told me that my tattoo was a sin and that she was worried for my soul. I apparently desecrated my temple. Her words. No shit.
Last week.
A girl told me that all atheists worship the devil.
Also, a parent thought I was racist for cracking a joke in class. (I told a boy who kept making ridiculous noises I was going to give him a girl's name, and the class decided it was going to be something with lots of punctuation. Therefore, I am George Bush and don't like black people.) This is going in my permanent file.
My favorite teacher at the school is resigning because the principal apparently won't let her teach using inquiry, even though when she taught in her previous state, she had some of the best damn test scores in the district.
The assistant principal thinks its okay if boys punch the shit out of each other because the intent was playful. So, who gives a flying pig's colon if it sets a bad precedent? Let's just use positive framing and talk happy to them. That'll fix it!
My partner teacher is pissed because I don't want to use his lessons and want him to plan on his own, so I can make my own resources that contain more than the kids turning and talking, and then taking notes all hour.
Same old shit with a shiny wrapper.
Sad to say.... I miss my old school.
