tenth year of teaching

Chapter 259 Part-time job
Human weakness?What you care about most is often what hurts you the most.When you muster the courage to move forward and be true to yourself and your heart, you will find that everything is so simple.

The sound of cannons in the early morning of New Year's Eve woke up the still sleeping early summer. Ding You, the year of the rooster, walked away with its high-pitched singing, and Wuxu, the year of the dog, came in high spirits.From 2008 to 2018, Chu Xia entered the ranks of middle-aged women from a workplace side dish.

Nearly ten years have passed. When I opened my eyes in early summer, the sky turned pale.The sound of cannons roared in the distance, Shitou was still sleeping soundly in her room, and the little one didn't cry after being divided into rooms. She also had some space of her own.

Looking back on this year, the children were independent and bold, and they adapted well to kindergarten.Although Dabei's business venture failed and he returned to his original company to continue working, he didn't have to stay permanently. Short-term business trips would not delay his children's growth.In short, isn't it the best for family members to be healthy and spend time together?
At work, teaching, class teacher, lesson preparation team leader, and subject matter all work hard professionally. Although I am not the earliest in my age group in terms of job evaluation, I am not lagging behind either.Just when I was thinking about continuing to deepen my professional career, I was suddenly brought into an unfamiliar management position.From fighting wits with students to getting along with teachers day and night, communicating on all kinds of messy and trivial matters. In the past, I was only responsible for myself, but now I have to be responsible for others. This is the biggest difficulty I have encountered in this year of transformation.

As soon as my senior year of high school started, there was a lawsuit on my forehead.

"Director, I just can't attend your class schedule. My husband is in junior high school. They are on a special schedule and there is no way to adjust classes. I have to pick up our children."

"Then what class can you take?"

"I can't get into 1, 5, 6, or 9."

Chu Xia looked at the ferocious-looking Teacher Wang in front of her and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "You can't even attend one class? How can other people on the same class attend the class?"

"Then what do you think we should do? I can't let my child wait at the school gate after school, right? He is only in the second grade, can you bear the responsibility if he loses me?" Seeing that the explanation didn't make sense, Teacher Wang burst into tears and kept arguing.

After the grade meeting, the Chinese language group in the conference room on the fourth floor was still discussing the school opening plan. When they heard the crying, everyone turned their heads in large numbers.Chu Xia was a little embarrassed and comforted: "I didn't say I don't care. Don't cry now. I'll adjust the grade first, but it's impossible not to have a head. If you really can't adjust it, find someone to change it yourself."

"Anyway, I can't get into this class schedule!" After leaving this sentence, Teacher Wang finally left.

Chu Xia sighed, went back to the office, and started making phone calls one by one. In order to teach one person, he had to transfer the lessons of four classes and six teachers, but everyone was reluctant.

"Director, the class schedule has been handed out and adjusted. Look at me, I have several heads."

"I'm really sorry. Teacher Wang's family is really in trouble. No one is picking up her children. Please be considerate. Let's help each other if there are difficulties later."

"Okay, when we make the class schedule later, the director must keep me in mind."

"OK, thanks."

After making more than ten calls in a row, the class was finally transferred.Chu Xia was so tired that she didn't want to talk. Looking at the messed up class schedule in front of her, she felt sick for a while.Flat management is in the transitional stage of school reform, and everything is delegated to grade levels, including class schedules.

In the past, it was all done by the academic affairs officer, but now the grade director is directly responsible, and there is no one under him. Chu Xia had to find Dabei to make a simple class scheduling software by himself.Then make adjustments one by one on the arranged schedule. Teaching and research activities and lesson preparation activities should be avoided. Physical education should not be arranged in good classes. It’s the teacher’s personal reasons.

Looking back on my previous job as a class teacher, Chu Xia felt that the two class teachers I had were both better than the current one.She raised her hand and looked at her watch. It was already 12:30 noon. She took her rice helmet and prepared to go get some food.

When I came downstairs, I met Principal Guo.

"School Guo."

"Well, wait a minute. Teacher Zhu from your grade said that the class can't be held at all, and her company has been separated for the whole morning and afternoon?"

In early summer, my face suddenly turned red, and the heat and humidity of summer rushed straight to my forehead. "Principal Guo, you know that Teacher Zhao in the same group is worse than her in class. There are still nineteen periods left, morning self-study and the last period in the evening. Nowadays, Chinese, math, and English all have to be repeated. I want to be able to complete all the classes in half a day. You want to be in the morning? How is that possible? Do other subjects have to take part-time classes? Teacher Wang, who is in the same class as her, has children at home. Her husband is in a special class in middle school and cannot be adjusted. She just finished crying with me in the morning. I It’s really a waste of time. It’s impossible to meet the personal needs of all teachers. We can only do it according to the school’s requirements. We can’t take care of them all.”

"Okay, let's take another look. If it doesn't work, just leave it like this." Principal Guo looked at Chu Xia, who was blushing, and thought to himself that he was still young after all and had too little experience, so he was in a hurry?I can’t hold my breath!

In the afternoon, I went back to the grade office.In a room full of people, Teacher Zhu next door suddenly stood up and asked Chu Xia: "Director, I have the 9th period this Wednesday, and I will have self-study in the 8th period. Isn't it unreasonable? I told the head teacher that I will go to the [-]th period. In the ninth period, we changed to self-study. I met Principal Guo during lunch and mentioned this, and he agreed."

Teacher Zhu is retiring in a year. He has always been amiable, but now he is also making noises about the class schedule.Chu Xia endured it again and again: "Teacher Zhu, you see, this self-study period is for school textbooks. There will be no problem in the first month of school. In the second month, the whole grade will have classes together. You will have to attend the ninth period then. Thank you for your hard work." You have to. There is no other way. There are too many things to take care of in the class schedule. There are more than [-] school requirements alone. Please understand."

She turned around and returned to the Academic Affairs Office. Li Zhonghong helped her fight for a small room less than ten square feet.In the east-facing cabin on the third floor of an office building, I raised a balcony of succulents in early summer.At this time, the sunlight had slanted, and the room became dark.She just sat quietly like this, pressing her index finger on her right temple, which felt bulging pain.

After a long time, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to School Guo: "School Guo, Teacher Zhu must attend the ninth period. The eighth period is school-based and cannot be touched. Also, please don't agree to the teacher's request easily. There are some details that you are not clear about, and of course it is my fault that I did not report them to you in time. I will report everything to you in a timely manner in the future."

Principal Guo looked at the messages on his phone and felt a little dumbfounded. It was rare to see such a bold young man.

"You will be away, your fate is not acceptable!" He put the phone on the desk lightly, and smiled slightly, as if this grade could let it go a little bit.

(End of this chapter)