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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Untitled.

Wilson has always said that I am too sweet. Up until now, I never thought that that quality might get in the way of my life. Well, now it has.

I am quitting one of my teaching jobs. My main teaching job. It hurts me a little but the business that they're running is seriously, less than ideal. I don't get my paychecks on-time (like, 3 weeks late), I can't ever get anyone to sub for me, should I need a day off. And let me just say, that in the two semesters that I have worked for them, I have only needed ONE day off. And no one was willing to sub for me and my bosses were less than empathetic about me needing a personal day. EVEN THOUGH I always sub for anyone who needs a sub and have done countless favors for my bosses. I just can't do it anymore. And I know I should probably just tuff out the last month and a half that's left of the semester, but I've run into another job opportunity that not only pays me more, but that I know for a fact will not only be better for my family, it will just be better for me.

But the thing is, I just hate quitting. I just hate it. I hate being irresponsible and I hate just giving up. I hate letting people down, especially people who really do mean well, like my bosses. They just can't quit seem to get it together. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings or be confrontational or be anyone other than someone that you can trust.

So I've written an email to my boss, which I have saved as a draft until I have the cahones to actually press 'send.' I'm figuring that writing an email is fine, seeing as how they do all of their business via text message. In the email I've stated that I am quitting due to personal reasons. It's such a lame, unoriginal cop-out, but it's the best I could come up with. It's all I could bare to write. I didn't want to say that I hate it there because my boss is 38 weeks PREGNANT and goodness knows she doesn't need all the stress. Am I awful?! Gosh, I know I must just sound awful. While explaining this to Wilson, he says I am too sweet and that I should just rip the bandaid off and quite already. And, also, I bet I sound pretty shifty, seeing as how I also quite my other teaching job last semester, due to not liking it there, either.

See, let me just explain something to all you out there who might be reading my blog. Here's the thing (I'm going to start at the national root of the problem and work my way down to how this all affects me): America has issues with education. I think we are all aware of this. This is not breaking news, people. America has somehow gotten it into their heads that education is just another pain in the ass institution that must somehow be funded and it is just another tick mark on the to-do list of people who really have much better things to do. Teachers are ridiculed, spat-upon, under- paid and over-worked. Teachers must struggle to hold onto that sliver of hope that someone, SOMEONE will give them a break. Someone will realize that education, and the teachers who work continuously to foster creativity and intelligence, IS important. All teachers in America are suffering right now. Highly-educated teachers who have mastered their trade, who likely spent a lot of money to go to college knowing that they will have to work much harder at their job than most. And Fine Arts teachers?? HAH! Who gives a flying finger about them? "Hey, let's CUT arts' education! Yes, we will then have much more money to spend on football programs and ADHD programs!" I wish America would understand that the arts' could benefit so many children. The arts helps in ways that nobody could even fathom. There are so many life skills that one could learn if America would just embrace Theatre, Music, and Art class. But, alas, parents don't want their son to be in Theatre class because they don't want him to be "gay." Parents don't want their daughter to excel in Art class because there is no money to be made there. Parents don't their children to stay after-school to be in the choir group because that child will never make it to Broadway, so why not do something more practical like, go to law school.

I'm not saying that going to law school is not also great. But, just go with it.

Because Theatre is not considered important, schools cannot have a theatre class in school. So, little independent theatre education companies start popping up in order to provide any school who might still want to have theatre present in their schools, but don't have the budget to fund one. These independent theatre companies are all contract jobs, meaning they can't pay their employees much (and then they might have to pay beaucoup de taxes just for working with that company) and really can't provide their employees with any benefits, and really no stability or structure whatsoever.

Thus, I get paid three weeks late.

Soo frustrating.

My argument might have fallen apart mid-way, but just humor me. I'm just really sick and tired of not being able to find a job in an ISD (and thus having to settle for a contract job), because of the hiring freezes, because America doesn't want to fund education as much as they want to fund immigration control, political campaigns, football, and McDonald's.


Hnnnnnnnn.


That is all.

Oh, and on another note, Avery likes to dip her french fries in ketchup. She does it ever so gingerly, so as not to get all messy. What a doll.

ArtsEducation=HappyMama