Life is beginning to settle into a routine. The students are adjusting to the rhythm of the classroom. I’m adjusting to the routine of daily life in and out of the office and classroom. My “perch” has become the broken chair in the back office, not one of the three desks in the office as I had imagined. Oddly enough, the desk in the front office seems to be the would-be domain of my young little co-teacher, Crystal. She appears to be quite ambitious and would rather spend time in the office for no apparent reason than in her classroom where she belongs.
An interesting chat with Marjorie one day revealed to me a possible reason for Linda’s lack of enthusiasm for my addition to her staff. Marjorie said that every time she gets a new person broken in, the upper management transfers them away. I imagine it’s difficult investing that much time in a person, and perhaps even becoming attached, only to have the person constantly ripped away from you, not getting to enjoy the benefits of your hard work training her, or enjoying the closeness of the friendship that might have developed. Although, the ownership did make it clear that was what Linda was supposed to be doing with me, training me to take over the directorship of another Pemberton school. What does she expect?