Friday, March 11, 2011

Can I Fire Myself From this Gig?

I do the weekly electronic newsletter for the middle school which Eldest and Daughter attend. It has been a chore the last couple of months, particularly in light of the school district voting in January to close the school at the end of this school year.

I've sent many updates and pleas for people to attend board meetings and stand up and be freakin' heard.

In the midst of doing the regular newsletter each week.

Frankly, even I'm tired of seeing the emails from the school telling me there's yet another SPECIAL EDITION THAT YOU SERIOUSLY MUST READ.

It's been a cluster f#$k since the get-go with the district and the school board. They are a bunch of morons who need to have the most basic information pointed out to them. Pointed out to them, often enough, by me. Like Tuesday night, when they were all poised to blow-up the boundaries yet again and send kids living within blocks of one remaining middle school miles away to the other remaining middle school on the south side of town.

"See that purty little green area?" I asked the board members during public comment. "See how close they are to that middle school? And you're going to send them all the way there?"

[Yes, I really did say "purty little green area." In my best southern sarcastic tone of voice.]

[No, I'm not a beloved member of the public. Why do you ask?]

And so there are times, though, when I'm writing yet another special edition and I actually have fun with it. And the PTA president decides, "What the hell? Send it as is."

My one from Wednesday talking about yet another board meeting:

There's a more worthwhile endeavor than cartoon watching waiting for you Saturday, March 12, at 8 a.m. at the district office. That's when the Board once again is poised to finalize the middle school boundaries for next year. Has your 6th grader or 7th grader been asking you where she'll be attending middle school next year? You might finally have an answer. Come listen and comment and learn. (But bring your own coffee as there's no mention of refreshments being provided.)


Tara R. said...

At least you didn't suggest bags of compost to pelt the board members with rocks and garbage. That would have been inappropriate.

Coal Miner's Granddaughter said...

Dude. I would totally be a sarcastic smart-ass, too. Whatever gets the parents' attention to get them to the meetings.

Ash said...

Ha! Love it. Don't leave us hanging on how many people couldn't resist that offer. I'd go, for sure.

And yes, school boards, ridiculousness of the highest magnitude.


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