My oldest daughter is home from school today. But it doesn't have anything to do with a runny nose, cough or pig flu.
Her teacher is on strike.
Not the whole school. Not the other three teachers in her tiny, rural elementary school. Just her teacher.
And the reason is this....
....she doesn't want to change classrooms.
Apparently, the "higher ups" told her to move her students to a smaller classroom and allow a group of kindergartners to have her classroom because it's closer to the library.
I guess maybe the smaller kids will get cold walking the extra 10 steps necessary for them to get to the library from their current location.
I mean, really...this school is tiny. My house is almost as big as the school. How much closer can the kindergartners get to the library. Maybe they should just have class in the library, that will fix the problem.
So, with tears staining her cheeks, teacher Gloria will remain home this morning until noon when the show off will begin. Teacher Gloria has had the same group of students since they were 1st graders, as the teacher advances with her classroom each year until they leave for middle school. She's had these kids for 4 years now, in the same classroom, at the same desks, taught on the same blackboard.
I think she's being a little too emotional, but us women are guilty of that from time to time.
So at noon, I will join with the other parents at the school in protest.
Us against the "higher ups".
Update: Teacher Glória gets to keep her room!