Archive | September, 2006

Never say never

26 Sep

My sister, who is a 32-year-old single mom to my Bullhead, had to make one of the most difficult decisions of her life yesterday. For those of you who don’t know, her babydaddy is a L-O-S-E-R. He has given her very little financial or emotional support throughout her pregnancy and the last three years his beautiful, innocent son has lived on this earth. My sister has sacrificed many opportunities to advance at her job, and she has refused to become a victim of the system by not becoming a receipient of the “Louisiana Gold Card” when she more than qualified. Her pride (and the way we were raised) has kept her honest and hardworking when she could easily have become lazy and greedy. She has never asked my parents for any financial assistance, only the occasional babysitting service. Not once has she left her son with a babysitter to party with her friends. Hell, she even brought him to Las Vegas with her last summer. She feels guilty when she sleeps in past 7 a.m. and refuses to send Bullhead to day care even when she has the infrequent day off during the week. I could list her sacrifices line after line, but we all know what parents will do for their children. My sister and my parents have done the unthinkable as of yesterday.

My sister was offered a “stupid-to-pass-up-opportunity-of-a-lifetime-offer” by her company last week. They will pay her to go to school full-time over the next 6 months to finish training that would take her 1.5 to 2 years if she continued to work in her current position. She will take a sizeable cut in pay to do this and as a single mom you can imagine her frustration and hesitation. However, she swallowed her pride and approached my parents for financial assistance to meet all of her obligations and provide for her son in the same manner she has been doing without their help for three years now. They compromised and have agreed to the following:

1. My sister will move back in with my parents for the next six months and put most of her stuff in storage. OUCH!
2. My parents will take Bullhead to day care and pick him up daily and pay for this expense as well.
3. My parents will feed them during the week. My sister will cook and clean on weekends.
4. My sister will finish this project and receive the $12,000/year raise she NEEDS with no financial obligation to my parents.
5. My parents will get to know Bullhead a little better, and Bullhead will learn that his Ta and Pa love him and his mother to the sky.

I remember when my sister moved an hour away to live with me 14 years ago and said “I will NEVER live with Mom and Dad again.” Well, the times they are a’changin … never say never, Little Sister.

She will be moving back in with them on Sunday. Watch this space for further developments on the home front. Hurricane Sybil is gaining strength for my sister’s arrival and may claim territory at any time. (Yes, Sybil is our name for our mother, but that is another entry for another day.)

Welcome Home, Boys!

25 Sep

Who dat?
Once a die hard Saints fan, always a die hard Saints fan.

Two Truths & a Lie Thursday #11

21 Sep

From the this week’s wild world of work once again … can you spot the lie?

1. One student protested his p.e. teacher in the quad area by carrying a sign which read: “Mr. Coltrane is an old lonely fat, gay bastard who sucks balls.”

2. I held a severely inebriated thirteen-year-old female student’s hair back while she puked in a trash can in the health office.

3. The Assistant Principal “took one for the team” when an angry student hit her in the face during breakfast.

Conundrum

18 Sep

Not many days go by in my job that I wonder if I did the right thing when it comes to how I handled the discipline of a student. Today I am feeling torn about a decision I made to recommend expulsion for a thirteen-year-old female student who threatened me with bodily harm last Wednesday.

In our district, it is policy that a student who commits assault and/or battery on an employee is automatically subject to expulsion. Threats are considered assault. I did what policy dictates. I recommended her for expulsion. I did not press charges against her because I did not “feel” threatened; however, I do “feel” like I must send a strong message to a number of aggressive females on our campus who think it is justified on their parts to “speak their minds.” The female student in question said it best: “Yes, I said it, but I didn’t mean it.”

But … did I do the right thing? Students are not truly “expelled” in our district. They do their time in a court continuation school for 18-36 weeks. This female student will not be allowed to return to our school after her time is served for both her own and my protection.

Not one time in my own schooling nor in my early years as an educator did I ever think I would have a student threaten me.

I’m disheartened and puzzled.

Oh where, oh where has my Machnbyrd gone?

12 Sep


Oh where, oh where can she be?
With her entries cut short and her absences quite long …
Oh where, oh where can she be?

Literacy in the 21st Century

4 Sep

Slite misspelings R tipicle now
With email an IM an other wow-wow
tecknowledgies kidz have there handz on – oh boy
anuther grate way they can Englitch distroy
dunt no why spelling cheques nevah got popul-aire
an emale is so often devil-may-care
when it comez to the splling the gramur an sutch
U wd thingk microsoffed doesnt care all that much
bt iv gout rivinge now yah im striking buck
igh now giv out tests rilly spelled like this muck
let the kidz figyour out wht im tryeng 2 rite
By the next test, they’re glad that I’m writing it right.

- Forrest Stone

Don’t Tell the Geek in Your Life

1 Sep

If Booger Bear gets wind of this, I’ll never see him again.

Isn’t it sweet though?