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The Sign That Pissed Me Off and Drove a Wedge In Deeper

When someone goes out to change our sign at school they have to haul a rolling cart with plastic, scratched letters (The cart was a freebie that had textbook samples in it at some time.)  It is rolled by a volunteer (hopefully) about 50 yards to the sign.  Oh yeah, and they have to carry a 2×4 with some kind of cross looking contraption because when the volunteer gets there they have to prop up the plexi glass that covers the letters or it will fall on the head and kill.  It is heavy.  He looks like Jesus going to the cross with an updated rolling cart!  There is a sheet of paper that we have written what we want on the sign, and they remove the previous message letters and proceed to replace them with the new letters for our message to be viewed by all who drive by and are not texting or talking on their cell phone.  And even if they are looking the letter fall sideways or off or we didn’t have the proper letter  (such as we have to use a lowercase l for a number 1)  As our poor devoted volunteer was changing our sign, I was told that another elementary in our district had a new sign.  I rushed to my car and went to see their new sign, because it was something we certainly needed, and I was interested in how they got a new one and hoping we could do whatever they did to get us one.  When I saw the sign I screamed.  It was a beautiful digital sign that could be programmed at any time from inside.  No going out in the rain or leaving outdated information on the sign because of the time or weather.  Just a few buttons to push and voila – instant messaging in beautiful, bold colors running continually across a background of beautiful sandstone colored brick 24 hours 7 days a week.  Price – let’s just say our $3,000 fundraiser would not touch it unless we saved for 10+ years.  Come to find out it was “donated” by a parent.  (I bet you would never guess that all the other elementary schools make fun of that school for being in the %1.  Us “Poor” folks can’t keep up.  It’s just like you allowing a relative to give one of your five children a spectacular present and nothing to the others.  NOT FAIR.  But oh my, what could they do.  It was a gift to that school.  They could say NO unless you can giver every one the same.  Or put the money into an account until there was enough for all to have equal signs.  No matter that we are endangering lives just to change our sign!!  I think all money donated should be put into a central pot and if signs are what we want, then when there is enough money for all elementary schools in the district to get the same one, then let’s go – together.  Quit fostering dissent between the schools.  It feeds the fallacy that one school is better than another.

 

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2 thoughts on “The Sign That Pissed Me Off and Drove a Wedge In Deeper

  1. Oh, boy, do I hear you. I taught for 21 years in an inner city high school. We were always compared with the rich school up the road apiece. Not at all fair.

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