Heaven

Tina taught with me for over twenty years. She loved what she was doing and the kids loved her but Mr. AP didn't share this adoration and went out of his way to make her life miserable, giving her only low level classes, three preps and late session. He made it a point to berate her publicly. When her students did well on the regents he proclaimed it an easy exam.

Tina finally had enough of his baloney and retired. She moved to a beautiful house and could enjoy her morning tea looking at this view daily. (This picture was taken from her back yard.)

Mr. AP still continues to say negative things about her. He doesn't use her name, but we all know the reference.

Tina is teaching two classes at the community college this semester. She cannot believe that there is no one looking over her shoulder checking every breath that comes out of her mouth. No one is telling her how to teach. No one is holding her responsible for the absenteeism in her 8:00 AM class. The chairperson thanks her for doing the job. The secretaries help her with everything she needs help with. She's teaching again, doing the job she loves and she feels like she has died and gone to heaven.

It is too bad that the New York City schools won't treat teachers this way.