At my old school, I had to buy chalk. Literally. Each year, I would go to Office Depot and get the one good kind of chalk, because the school always bought the cheap stuff that didn't erase. When we had staff parties, we had to pay $30 to attend, which included one alcoholic beverage.
At my new school, they feed us at staff meetings, they buy new materials, and when they throw a staff party to celebrate the 30th anniversary of the school, they do it at the Marriot, complete with gift baskets for each teacher, unlimited food and alcohol (I drank a lovely amount of champagne), and with a 10 piece live band for after dinner dancing.
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| My friend Janelle and I |
I am still a strong believer in public education and the right of poor
kids to get a world class education, but last night's party pulled me
over to the privatization dark side, just for a few hours.
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| The traditional Panamanian dancers who performed. |
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| When the 8 piece band started playing, everyone, and I mean everyone, started dancing. Gotta love those Latin coworkers. They danced for hours, all in 6" heels. I am still in awe of them. |
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