Wednesday, February 22, 2006
That time of year.
It's happening again. Every year around this time, the schools start cutting teachers. I have a friend who is on our school's committee that decides who is cut and who is not. That committee is comprised of the principals, teachers, and parents. All must come together to decide where the cuts will happen. Obviously, it is not a happy time.
However, even though they are cutting teachers, they will probably have to hire new teachers in the summer. Why? All of the budget is based on projected numbers. We always end up with far more students than were projected, so the teachers that were cut will have to be re-hired. Unfortunately, the people who were cut will have moved on already, through the internal transfer process. So, the teachers who have established themselves in the building as team players, who have made friends, and who have strong ties to the community are uprooted and have to go elsewhere. They are replaced, of course, by strangers.
I hate this time of year. We find out whose jobs are cut, and then we have a bunch of pissed-off people to work with for the rest of the year. And if a teacher was on that committee that chose the cuts? Oh, yes. There is shunning.
The whole thing makes me sick.
at Wednesday, February 22, 2006