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FD & A with the little pleasures

I just read the ticket and FD Small Joys comment on my last post, I felt my hands shaking almost as hard as my throat.

summarize the situation. Nobody knows why, "we" decided top instead of attacking the National Education, not the razor for a small clearing of spring, not a hammer and chisel for a facelift, but a bulldozer to destruction and final rule.

Who is this "we"? Nobody really knows. Policies, primarily, of course, but behind the scenes, unseen forces, private interests, lobbies ... People, if anything, have an interest in what the people no longer properly educated. And at the same time, people who fear this terribly treacherous race, and breaking the so-called "teachers" the geeks who think and handle students and teach them to think and think critically. When everything becomes clear: we must get education for commercial purposes and to gradually replace the teachers by software or contractors who will be the orders and will do anything to get a cdd.Et remove programs the philosophy, the history, art, and gradually everything that can make it intelligent.

fact remains that in recent years, we suffer the battering, the melting pot shots to the head that we sound and we continue to go to work every morning, telling us with a little guilt is already great to have a job ... But is this a reason to accept everything, and watch it crumble school without doing anything ?

Yet, I repeat, this is the best job in the world ... But it's hard!

"On" set people against each other, the aggregate cons the certified pawns against teachers, teachers against librarians, young against old, mothers of three children against unmarried teachers against teachers of schools, against the SLE leaders ... to divide and conquer, we multiply the individual premiums so that no one receives the same pay, are closed tens of thousands of posts, it deletes important structures, aid, devices, we introduce the vocabulary of business in school.

result, profitability, performance, efficiency, control ... Teachers are suspected, stripped of their authority, indicted, convicted, bombed, harassed, discouraged, dejected, depressed. There are even those who commit suicide. The only question comes to the lips is "Why?"

Why destroy this wonderful power potential? why not use this wonderful crucible knowledge, enthusiasm, reflection, enhancing it? Why pay the vast majority of teachers, conscientious, motivated and constantly striving to do well, disability and I care less for some? Besides being unable to find a lot among policymakers, more so than on the field ...

Moreover, one of the pillars of a productive economy well done based on the well-being of workers: all Japanese know ça.Un happy worker is more productive.

Thus, "we" would have us go to the mill of the company, and it is not even fucking be at the forefront of developments in human resources. Humiliate and denigrate the work force, here smelling the nineteenth century slavery.

Verily I say unto you, teachers are now dying a slow and reluctant to engage young people, after five years of study, for 42 years of loyal services, for Directors who did what to do with their moods. Hell well described by FD, the hollow eyes of teachers, the tension palpable, demotivation, impotent rage to see kids killed by structural defects adapted, overcrowded classrooms, poorly maintained facilities if not obsolete, the Holiday challenged regularly, because these pigs are all lazy teachers and better off. Oh, I forgot: as incompetent, because of all failures, all mistakes, all the wanderings of our society, they are responsible.

Yet around me, especially since I frequent blogs, I meet great teachers. Little Belgian, by the love of his country, the "old" which are drawn at the right time should we tell them regularly (Mary Magdalene, Catherine, Mammilou,) FD Zenondelle, Epistylis, Berthois, Adrienne for these are people who handle well the verb, which reflect, sensitive artists, strong souls, personalities. Gold for children, our children. Sorry if I forget, the blogosphere is filled with teachers, and it makes sense: love of words is their business ...

I like to think that nothing is lost. But my optimism does not make me forget that other living things in a much more crucial. Sensitive areas of the suburbs, where violence is the only mode of communication, unique classes in deepest rural poor, the schools where colleagues do not support, shooting themselves in the paws, crêpent the bun, the neighborhoods where parents take you for minions and you stare contemptuously. The early career distressing, with three levels, children with problems, a lack of means, far from his family, alone with his notebooks, in the acrid chalk dust in the evening ...

And yet I'm like FD: I do not want to do another job. Is this why we have no right to complain? Courage in a week, we will prepare souffler.Et, who knows more tomorrows than they cry ...

Edit from 21/02 to 9 h 30
Adrienne and Catherine: I corrected my mistake and my forgetfulness!