As much as I try not to, I begin to feel myself tense up by this time on Sunday. In a couple of hours, I’ll pack my lunch and lay out my clothes for tomorrow. I’ll be in bed by 10:00 and fall asleep hoping that the coming week will go without incident.
It hasn’t always been this way. We’ve had moments in the past. After all, we are a middle school so hormonally driven drama moments are common. However, this year, our moments are driven by certain staff members…professionals who should know better. A once peppy staff has been reduced to a group of droopy-shouldered individuals.
The worst part of this is that we don’t know what to do to fix things. Do we step outside of our “family” and ask for help? Even adults don’t want to be known as snitches especially now that we’ve lost tenure.
On the other hand, we have to consider that we have three months of school left and many are already at their breaking point. When spring fever hits the kids, everyone needs to be on top of their game.
Tired, stressed adults + restless pre-teens/new teens = potential disaster
Dare I make myself the sacrificial lamb and call foul on what’s going on in the building? Somebody needs to stand up for us.