The Deans' Office was in chaos again this morning. I had to meet with the head dean and teacher of the walk out girl. We have to figure out what to do with this girl. Her mother does vodoo. Things are being hidden under her bed. Her mother's bed. Do you call ACS for such a thing?
The secreatry calls from the outer office. She cant find a file. Another dean comes running into the office. She has a question. She wants the head dean to help her. A parent is coming in and she doesnt know what the case is about. The parent will be arriving in the next hour or so. She needs the head dean's attention. The teacher and I sit there, conversation stalled. The head dean asks the other dean to...just wait. No! The other dean insists, this is important! Another teacher comes in, what is to be done about the girl who insists I dont speak to her? The secretary calls that the head dean has a phone call. This new teacher huffs. I said I wanted to talk to her after class and she refused. The secreatry screams, THE PHONE!
The teacher and I laugh. The head dean laughs. This is crazy!
The other dean scowls. Pay attention to me, Pay attention me. This is important.
She thinks we are laughing at her. And, the rampage begins.
This only makes me laugh more.
I am regressing.
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