O, how mine weary eyes doth water by 10 p.m. this night!
I had to return to work after my boss sent my co-teacher and I harsh emails about how all the systems in place in our classroom (as mandated by the obsessively micro-managed administration, mind you) must now be overthrown and replaced. Work has been trying in recent weeks, as there’s always someone breathing down my neck, telling me I’m not doing things the way the school dictates they be done. Everything is very rigid and structured and the whole school really ought to undo a button, because I’m not the only person in this environment feeling stifled.
Then I had a midterm for the philosophy of education class I have on Monday nights, in which I finished my rejection of some of Aristotle’s philosophy of education with, “It may sound glib, but sometimes I think reason is highly over-rated.” I’m thinking the professor will think it’s funny. And I’m thinking it explains a whole lot.
