"I guess I might be a C-minus Christian, but I am one." --Johnny Cash

This is Holy Week, the A+ Christians are watching, “The Passion of the Christ” while us C- Christians enjoy, “Jesus Christ, Superstar.” Actually, Chaos and I only have a CD of the motion picture soundtrack but that is just as well. We are so lazy right now that it is too difficult for us to sit down and watch a movie.

I would like to say that I have been working my tail off, and I have, I have been throwing myself into my teaching, graduate school, and even my part-time job. A parent wants me fired at school, with a laundry list of personal complaints that do not address my job performance and point to no tangible malfeasance – an example of which is that I match my socks to my sweater vests. That is moral turpitude of the lowest form if I have ever seen it. The other parents are in my corner, I am not worried for my job: this is just an annoying waste of everyone’s time.

I did not just call a girl in my graduate class, “stupid,” and “lazy” but I called her “retarded.” This is a bad thing to say, terrible when you are a teacher and the absolute worst when you are a special education teacher in a room full of your peers. How dare I bring the retarded down by equating them with my classmate? I always forget to say “graduate class’ and keep giving people the impression I said that to a child. If you are not appalled enough please note the class is a theology one and our current unit is how Christians interact with one another.

My Great Grandmother adjusted my attitude: she would me back up (tight) and set me back on the straight and narrow (minded). She is dying, and while I am okay with this, you are not. Whoa unto you: once she goes humanity has lost the only sure check on my mouth and capacity for meanness. I will not go all Israelite when she dies, I would never tear my clothes or sit in ashes, even for her but I do fear life without a physical conscience and someone in my family who believes in me and trusts in my abilities.

At my part-time job, I am not only paid better than I am for teaching, but I am also employee of the month. I am going to wear my plaque heralding my status around my neck like Flava Flave at my places of employment where I am not appreciated.

Today, I asked my boss not to sneak up on me when I was only pretending to work. I also found our new school uniform. My supervisor at my second job’s husband came in wearing a shirt that read, “Please don’t interrupt me when I’m ignoring you.”

Comments

[liz]

Employee of the month. Woo hoo. Teacher of the year to boot, just watch. And who do those people think they are trying to fire you? What kind of people underestimate the proper accessoriztion of argyle?

[Marie(moee)]

I'm so proud that you are doing so well at your second job! As most teachers, you are not being appreciated by this woman. I appreciate you though! Just the fact that you are a teacher, I give you the utmost respect!

I'm sorry to hear about Grandma. it is always hard to loose someone you love! Especially, someone who is such a large part of your world. But I'm sure soem kind of filter that is so far unused will emerged.

[Kellbelle]

Carl lost his 86 year old grandfater two weeks ago. They are Irish Catholic, so as you can immagine, the funeral was all over the board. Celebrate her while you still have her. Even though you're okay with it... I know you will still miss her. You got hugs for that :)

[melyni]

You called your student a retard? That's awesome.

[Sally]

I will be searching the world over for an argyle Viking helmet. You gotta do Flave right.
Your great grandma will always be with you...in the form of a guardian angel disguised as an overactive conscience. Prayers for her and the celebration and joy of a life well-lived.

[Margaret]

Don't you just hate (some) parents? They can be the bane of our existence. If you are a C- Christian, I must be a D-; I love JC Superstar. I am obsessed with that Charlton Heston Easter movie though--maybe I will raise my grade to a C.