Sunday, July 16, 2017

A week from tomorrow


Seems almost surreal.

It does.

Still not settled on whether I will drive the RV down, first, and then return for the Miata or dare to tow the Miata.

The notion of towing anything terrifies.

Decision time.
















Another summer science session begins tomorrow, this one for elementary kids of both genders.

I am told I have ten.

I am also told that the local newspaper, the News and Record, wants to do an article on me.

Not sure how that came about, but here it is.

I guess a little public exposure is okay.  I've become a little reluctant where that kind of thing is concerned.

Mr. McCue responded that I might be asked to lead a tour for a  group at the orientation.  They promise, of course, to orient me, first, of course.  Good idea.

I shall endeavor to fly beneath the radar at my new place, at least for awhile.  Some don't handle it well when the new guy comes in and makes a spectacle of himself.  I made a fairly big splash, 9 or 10 years ago, when I first came to Rock middle; Sybil, the reigning science guru did not handle it well. We became friends later on, but at first, she and I banged heads, a lot.

Something similar happened upon my arrival at western alamance years earlier.  The "old guard" wants to test your mettle, I guess and reassert their dominance, kind of like a lion would resent any challenge to his dominance in his pride.

Gonna go sexist and say that often times it is females who are the worst at this. Insecurity? Motherly instinct?  Old fashioned arrogance?

All schools have an element like that. I'm determined to avoid a clash with them, but will not yield, meekly this time. Not looking for a fight and hope I have the wisdom to steer clear of one if it presents itself, but I am going back into the classroom mostly because I desperately miss working with kids and not to get into a power struggle.

I still have two Facebook pages, despite efforts to remedy that by deactivating one of them.  It came back to "life" on its own; not sure just how.  No matter.  So I am going todo what I do whenever my technology malfunctions on me and nothing else works - I am going to delete both pages and make a new one.  Put notice on fb the last two days and have asked anyone who wishes to remain fb friends to either PM of like my post. I plan to do this for three more days.  thus far, about 25 of my 70 "friends" have responded. Could be this is an area where I need a new beginning too?


Mike liked my fb post both yesterday and today. So he IS watching me. A few moments ago I c aught myself pondering the reestablishment of contact with them.  Gotta get that notion out of my thoughts.

No response on my letter to the editor.  Perhaps tomorrow.

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