I received a text message from Connie this morning at 8am. I worked last night even though going out the weekend before Halloween is hella-fun.
She told me that the janitor would be at the school this morning if I wanted to check my classroom to see what Mrs. Halloway took. She also said to save the receipts for anything I needed to buy and the PTA would reimburse me up to $150.
I found it both a blessing and curse to discover that I could go in on a Saturday. Because I knew if I went into my classroom, my entire Saturday would be spent at the school.
Simply put, she cleaned me out.
The library’s gone. All I have left are my leveled readers. She took our rug. She took her comfy chair. She took the bean bags the kids use to read in. She took the calendar, the rules and expectations poster, three pocket charts that I was using for the schedule, word wall, and student work, she took her art supplies, she took math supplies (like play clocks, dice, base-ten blocks), she took all of the board games, a cool pointer, stapler, tape, scissors, etc, etc., etc.
The library hurt the most. My kids were in the middle or reading most of those books. She took them right out of their desks, too.
I hope Mrs. Halloway found another teaching job and needed all of her stuff because to deprive these kids of their classroom is just cold!
I made a list of everything I needed and went to Goodwill and Wal-Mart. I barely looked at the books. I just piled books that looked to be about 2nd grade and spent $150 on those. Sadly, even though the most expensive book as $2.50, my library looks really bare.
As for the other teaching stuff. That shit’s expensive! The calendar Mrs. Halloway had was like $30! I went with the cheapest one they had at Wal-Mart. But the other stuff? Forget about it.
I don’t even have a teacher chair anymore. I’m using just a larger version of one of the student chairs, now.
And the most fucked up part about my day? Johnny texted me asking me how I’m doing and apologizing for last weekend. I dunno what to do. I’m tired from running around all day and setting up my classroom but I also don’t want to sit here alone on the Saturday before Halloween.
Zooey’s over at Patrick’s and said that I could come over and go out with them. But I’m not sure if I want to see Colin again. He never texted me and I don’t know what his deal is. On the other hand, I don’t have any other friends.
So, I guess I’m going to be Zooey and Patrick’s third wheel tonight.