Instead of a day today, an apple a day, or May Day, I am feeling a May away. I know it really doesn’t make sense, but May just snuck up on me. I am not quite sure where in the world April went, nor do I remember much of April. But May – I sometimes would like to wish May away.
This has been a long school year. Not long as in days, but long as in uncertainties. With the world so hell-bent on bashing teachers and taking yet another contract with a zero percent raise even though I am teaching more minutes with more students, I am disheartened. I guess it has been a long time coming; once the bottom drops out of the economy, teachers are the ones targeted. I am not quite sure why this is. Teachers that have Master’s degrees have just as much graduate education as attorneys, but we are making a quarter of those. Imagine if I charged students by the amount of questions they asked me or billed them on the time I spent out of the classroom assessing their work: I would be rich! Lol! But, seriously speaking, I am disgusted and frightened by the state of education in our country. People trust me with their most prized beings, their children, yet the occupation is not regarded as a prized role in society. Sadly, we are constantly compared with other countries who only educate a small percentage of students.
So, in essence, the reason for my ramblings is because I am ready for summer. I am ready to go on vacation, to not think about the state of affairs when it comes to merit pay, teacher salary or anything pertaining to those issues. I am ready to sit in the sun with my SPF 30 on and chillax. May away.