http://www.universaltable.org/images/Glass2.pdf
But this pales compared to working with the Board of Ed. Here I inhabit an authentic Catch 22 universe.
Case in point 1. I taught a night class in which I provided my own computer (nothing functioned in the building), my own texts and materials, and I even canvassed for students. My reward for this was a written evaluation in which I was told I had to be more proactive. You've got to be kidding was my response.
Point 2. Paperwork. We have weekly attendance, lesson plans, and scan sheets to turn in which I never had any problems with. There are apparently 2 people dedicated to full time monitoring like police officers. Twice I've been called in to meet a particular person. The first time was because I was off the day paperwork was due and I turned it in one day late.
This week the office has lost my paperwork. It was turned it on time correctly but since they are blameless I pay the consequences- letters on file, missed classes to attend the reprimand meeting.
What's you bureaucratic nightmare?
Back to the Spanish nostalgia- a poem from my first chapbook.
What I´ve Lost
Leaving Europe
Paths lead
from town to
medieval town,
cathedral bones
stick out,
bells toll centuries.
The solemnity
of a saint´s day
procession,
We crowd to touch
the body of christ
while drums
pound out
God´s arrival.
Ocean jet buzz
brings me across
to America,
empire of things,
following the white
highway line
