My morning just sucked yesterday. I really, really, really hate the people I work for. They aren't even human. They can't be human. They just can't be. The first thing out of my supervisor's mouth yesterday morning was that the kid that acted like a twit on the field trip on Tuesday is "having panic attacks and not coming to school/refusing school because of what you did to him". The phrase "I investigated this thoroughly, so I know its true" was in there somewhere too. The kid hasn't missed a day of school: he was here WEdnesday and Thursday. I have his classwork from Thursday and showed it to my supervisor. His mother is saying I'm not following/meeting his IEP, which is total BS. This is REALLY what happened: his mother called the case manager (a brandy-spanky new teacher who isn't certified yet, doesn't have any special ed background, and was a 1:1 assistant at our school until August when we were short teachers, so got a field promotion!) and complained about how I treated her darling. He didn't know what to do about it because mom was saying that I wasn't meeting his accommodations and services, so instead of coming to me (remember, brandy-new teacher...actually thinks department chairs and administrators are there to help him!), he goes to my department chair. Guess what? She is ALSO an uncertified special ed teacher, and has been teaching maybe 3-4 years. He told her that he didn't know how to approach me because he'd sent me emails telling me how to work with the kid (he didn't...there had been a discussion about the kid having pseudoseizures in GYM class, which I finally chimed in on in support of the kid maybe having REAL seizures and not faking them), and now he wasn't sure what to do. Okay. My department chair heard this, "I don't know how to approach Mousie, and I've sent her emails telling her what to do and she won't do it." Did she come to me? Nope! Where'd she go? Our administrator. What did he hear of the whole story, "This kid's mom is calling the county that is paying for his attendance because Mousie isn't following his IEP, the mom is also going to call one of the principals and complain about Mousie's class, and the case manager can't talk to Mouse about it because she won't listen."

There were some other things in there, including the lack of goals for my new student's point sheet and that I didn't take him by the hand and introduce him to his new teachers on Tuesday morning. Hello? YOU... yes, YOU, my supervisor, SCHEDULED ME OFF CAMPUS!!!! I can't be in TWO places at one time? Remember what happened on Tuesday? The lift-van debate? Having to completely change the field trip so that we could still go because YOU didn't do YOUR job this summer???? How many times did I report that I told them transportation was going to be an issue? I'm not doing anymore field trips. Not one. Ever. He wants the survey kids to go, HE needs to plan them.
And throughout all of this they kept telling me that I can't communicate. Part of this was that my department chair interrpreted the following statement, "I don't know if X will be permitted to go on anymore field trips with us because we'll need 3 staff if he goes." as me saying, "X can't go on anymore field trips with us."
Not what I said, is it? And she refused to admit that she might be wrong and kept insisting, "Do you want me to pull up that email?" YES! Pull it up! Print it out! READ IT! You certainly didn't read it the first time!
And if one more person tells me "its not about you, its about doing the best for the student", I'm absolutely going to wig out and scream. Throughout all of this, they kept saying, "Okay, now let it go... its not about you its about the kid and what is best for him." No, you've made it about me. ALL about me. You're thinking I'm going to take the fall for this and let you write me up or other stupid.... NO NO NO NO!
And then my supervisor finished it off by taking away my next Friday (Dec. 10) off. Its Hanukkah. I had plans to be with my family. I was also going to Philadelphia. I asked for the day off in October. He forgot I asked for it off, though... and allowed my TA to take the entire week next week off. So he yanked my Friday back when he realized what he had done and told me I had to find the coverage for the classes or I couldn't be off... or tell my TA that she had to come in.
I wound up not using any of my comp time yesterday: I was at that damn school dealing with this until 1:00 in the afternoon. I left at 1:15, and through some miracle made it to Northern VA for my nutrionists appointment by 2:30. She was very nice, and she agrees that there is probably something screwy metabolicly/hormonely... her advice was to eat 100 grams of protein per day, more fiber, any non-caffinated, no calorie liquid (way more than I have been drinking), and no fewer than 2000 calories per day.
Then I went to an awesome restaurant with my best friend and her husband... mediterrean/italian. They serve hummus with bread at the table, then I had sweet potato soup and eggplant with cheese and tomato sauce (it was pizza, but all I ate till I got home was the eggplant part). It was great. Then my friend and I went to Borders and talked for a couple of hours. I think I've decided that if I don't have a nibble for a job in a decent district in PA, then I'll do one of two things: buy a place in PA and rent it back to my mother and grandmother, or if I can work the numbers (she's going to help me out) buy a condo and go back to Northern VA. I can't take anymore of the crap at my school. I got treated this way in some aspects by other principals and supervisors, but some of the stuff they pull now would never ever happen in a public district because the union would sit on them.
I was hoping to hang on another year and do the whole grad school thing, but I'll find some other way to pay for it. I just can't do this anymore. I can't handle it. I'm tired of being told I don't go the extra mile, don't do this right or that right. I told my supervisor that was bull, because you can't have the comp time I have for NOT going the extra mile.
Sorry this is so long.....
