The Shift

26 Jan

New semester began today. And I am now the Events and Activities Coordinator, who is also in charge of written and oral communication with parents as needed. I take it as a better thing, closer to my major I think. That was the original reason I had went to the school for work in the first place any way. Not to teach. Oh, and I will also be working the remainder of the time in the director’s office. I am pretty sure that would involve just talking and talking cuz he loves to hear me speak. But how my girls reacted to the “this new woman is now your new teacher” was not at all pleasant.

I should have done what others do, and leave the teacher on her own. But it was how much I love these girls and how much they need me is why I stayed to help her with basically every little thing. Two girls cried, one said she doesn’t want the new one she wants me, one looked at me with anger and I couldn’t even do anything about it, the others hugged me and didn’t let go, silent with sadness. And they did it whenever it was possible for them to get their hands on me. The new teacher was invisible to them.

Regardless of that, she had no hold on the students. I had my own classroom engaging ideas and I gave them all away. I helped her so much, filling her up about the students, their management techniques and everything. The admin officially talked to me about the situation as well. All the crap load of they need me, how M’s mother had written a huge letter to the effing owner complaining about the whole system for hiring me.

Honestly, I do not even know why and how such drama was created. Sure, this is my first year as a teacher. But one lie after the other lie was said about me, and I have been nothing but a polite pushover as they tried to bend me and shape me into fixing me with whatever I lack. But it all came down to the admin telling me the parents expect an older, motherly looking teacher -_- To which I just bluntly replied that I cannot do anything about the way I look. Although I did start wearing a fudging lipstick, a darker shade that still thankfully looks natural, but I cannot do anything more than that. I am not getting rid of my bangs, and I am not wearing too feminine clothing, and I am gonna continue to try to not get fat either to look like a damn woman.

My colleagues were pissed about the situation. The outspoken one was all like they cannot just take out an excellent teacher who is providing these kids with what the parents need the most, that is English speaking and reading skills. And honestly, my replacement is weak. I could have lacked social skills, but I had a strong classroom personality. She is the opposite. And the English supervisor told me to just wait and let the complaints flow in. Several teachers were shocked that I of all was replaced. Some felt intimidated by me. One teacher who I don’t even know even said laughing, but conveyed spite right through: “you are still here cuz they like your accent”. I had tamed the most undisciplined girls, I brought out As out of more than half my class, and this one woman’s complain letter and her ugly dominatrix personality that gives her a hold over any social circle she tries to be a part of, made them fear her. Made them replace me.

Psst. Well, I am fine with the new responsibilities, and like my coworkers said, just 4 more months of hell to bear cuz we all need the money. I am just worried about the girls, and how this woman covered only 25% of the lessons for the day. How slow could one be really o.o

At least with the director head over heels impressed with me I know that no matter what I do, I am not getting fired. Even after I said I want to strangle that woman he just listened patiently. Even with psychotic death threats I am still there until I myself leave. One can imagine the situation with the management at this organization now.

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