The shit never stops.

I am beginning, at the behest of un grande cohort, a new book that is far from fiction. This sense of I don't know what that is pervasive throughout our society, and most importantly in my profession of education in the city of Cleveland is awful. I may not be only the city, and I am quite sure it is not, but here is where I am and these are some of the thing I have seen, and continue to see.

I have been making the attempt to put some very disquieting things here-on for about a week. I received some paperwork from our administration outlining the, "requirements," from the Ohio Department of Education regarding Breakfast and Lunch. At the bottom of each, "guideline," paper is a quote, "Note: Students must take a reimbursable meal, even if they do not plan on eating it!" First off, this a grammatical nightmare. Secondly, I cannot begin to imagine that this is what the state means. Are we REALLY supposed to teach our kids to, "go through the motions," just so someone whom cares for them naught can get her reimbursement. "Just throw the stuff away if you don't want it," I was told to say to them.

You guys, meaning the government, really want us to waste food like this and you will pay for it. I find that wholly wrong. Shit, my taxes are paying for this and there is enough pork in our electorate. Why in any one's sake would we teach our kids that waste is good. I hope this was a misprint or that the idiotic administration from my school took things upon themselves and just read part of a directive without taking it in its entirety. I will continue to attempt the download because you must see it to believe it, but I do have it on my email.


Be prepared for something else, soon. I have witnessed, FIRST HAND, for the first time in my life, what it must have been like in the fifties and sixties. Within this organization we mistakenly call a public school, there is BLATANT segregation going on. In fact, the Orthodox Jewish kids, who are being educated in the very same building, are getting perks such as carpeted rooms, etc, as show in an earlier blog, never have any contact with the rest of us. My students are of much darker complexion than they and are, as it would seem by the way we are treated, of a lower social standing. We don't even have a separate girls' and boys' restroom in some areas. Another thing that brings things to light is this quote from one of the teachers who works with my kids in the AM then "his kids" in the afternoon. I had made mention that since they had so many more computers and such plush carpeted room, maybe his morning kids should follow him to his afternoon gig. (Mind you it is in the same building and same floor just in the front rather than in the rear.) He said, "I bet they would like that. They are curious." I was speechless. What are my kids, specimens for the Jewish kids to study? I can only hope he mis-spoke, but I highly doubt it as he has made many such statements that I had never put together until that point. If you can't handle those for whom you work, get away.

My kids need no pity, but they do need understanding. I do not wish to coddle them. On the other hand, I do not, and never will, believe there is no hope and that each and every one of them has some niche. Rock on my children and FUCK those who put you down.

More photos will follow. One of the door showing the boy/girl bathroom as well as the disgusting shape of same. AND one of the ceiling in one of the offices housing up to six people of whom two or more are pregnant. This is an old building remember!!! Until then......