When I was a kid, it was just about this time of year that they published the school classes in the newspaper. Back then we would open the local evening paper and turn eagerly to the columns of small print in the somewhere in the back pages. There, listed by town, then school, then grade, were the classes. Once we found our own names, we would scan with excitement and a little dread, to find our friends, and then get on the phone to see what everyone knew about kids and teachers and our new classes.
I thought about those days today as texts were flying between colleagues at our school. Have you heard yet? What priority are you? Who else has gotten the call?
The priority system was put in place by our district to manage the discrepancy between teacher requests for distance vs. in-person learning and those made by the families. Priority one teachers will be the first to return, whenever it's safe enough (but not safe for everyone) and priority four will be the last. In between staffing will be determined by enrollment.
Our principal is calling staff alphabetically, and folks are sharing the news anecdotally as it arrives. We are waiting with excitement and more than a little dread to hear the news.
Maybe they should just put it in the paper!
I thought about those days today as texts were flying between colleagues at our school. Have you heard yet? What priority are you? Who else has gotten the call?
The priority system was put in place by our district to manage the discrepancy between teacher requests for distance vs. in-person learning and those made by the families. Priority one teachers will be the first to return, whenever it's safe enough (but not safe for everyone) and priority four will be the last. In between staffing will be determined by enrollment.
Our principal is calling staff alphabetically, and folks are sharing the news anecdotally as it arrives. We are waiting with excitement and more than a little dread to hear the news.
Maybe they should just put it in the paper!
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