1/28/2009

Ominous Signs of the Times



GFT generally avoids topics of politics, current events or hard news. I leave it to my readers to "read between the lines" to determine my political leanings and other important barometers of worth. But an article caught my eye in the Dallas Morning News this morning - about impending layoffs in Plano ISD, said to be necessary to eliminate budget shortfalls, along with the requisite assurances that teachers would not be among them. (It is true that GFT is a teacher, so this topic is naturally one of interest, though I do not work for any of the school districts mentioned here.)


Citizens of the DFW metroplex have seen how reliable these assurances are, in the previous situation last fall where Dallas ISD announced that it was laying off several hundred teachers to avoid similar budget shortfalls. Hundreds of teachers were sent home, then months later, miraculously, new funds appeared in the budget, and new teachers were hired. Mirabile dictu !! (Latin for "marvelous to speak of ", like saying " it's a miracle ! ") . Was this truly a budgetary issue? Was there really some other agenda , underneath the surface? Inquiring minds want to know.....Why is there not some media watchdog analyzing which teachers were laid off, and their corresponding job performance reviews or TAKS results of their students or other important factors ? I once worked for a school district that announced a "reduction in staff for budgetary reasons" and it turned out, after a hellish year of stress and multiple job reviews and staff meetings with dire threats to all the workers, that the decision of who to fire and who to keep was based on whether administration deemed you were using too much of your health benefits, esp insurance, in terms of being seriously ill. Those with recent medical procedures or too many doctors visits were terrorized until they left voluntarily, or left go if they did not. Illegal you say ? Try arguing that your suddenly recent poor performance review is illegitimate if you've just had open heart surgery and aren't yet feeling snappy enough to fight it.


Why do school districts have budget shortfalls in the first place ? Shouldn't they have some reserves to handle short term cost over-runs ? Last fall, Dallas ISD argued that the high cost of fuel to run school buses and other transportation costs was the reason for the unanticipated expenditures. Of course we now know, with hindsight, that the retail price of gas dropped in mid-fall and went to historic lows, where (at least in Texas) it has hovered ever since. Would not high transportation costs incurred from Aug- Sept have been more than offset by low costs from Oct onward, in terms of an overall yearly budget ? Who knows where the truth of that situation really lies.


The Plano ISD announcement in today's paper is far more ominous, however. Citizens of the metroplex are used to the helter-skelter behaviors of Dallas ISD. Seems like they are always in the news for outlandish corporate spending, hiring and firing superintendents, always something wacky going on. Plano ISD, however, is not. It is the rock, the beacon of light, the golden standard against which other school districts and teaching staff measure themselves in terms of TAKS scores, teacher salaries, educational standards - you name it. We expect the best of Plano ISD, and hope to emulate them if we can. So to hear that their school district is having budgetary concerns is like the canary in the coal mine.......if they are having difficulties, can other school districts be far behind ?


Those of us in education have long known we will never get rich. We hope to serve mankind, earn enough to be comfortable, and have a steady, reliable job that is fairly recession proof. My teacher friends and I have sat through this hideous recession, thus far, keeping our fingers crossed for friends and relatives in other fields, and felt that our own jobs were secure. This new uncertainty is not going to encourage the remaining few of us with steady paychecks to start spending, and jump start the economy, any time soon.



Here is the news story :



Plano teachers won't lose jobs in district layoffs
09:08 PM CST on Tuesday, January 27, 2009
By MATTHEW HAAG / The Dallas Morning Newsmhaag@dallasnews.com
Several Plano school employees will lose their jobs under a plan to reduce the district's multimillion-dollar budget deficit.
School board members approved layoffs and other personnel actions estimated to save Plano ISD $1.5 million.
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Targeted are employees in two departments: elementary academic services and library/media services.
No teachers would be let go under the plan, the district said.
"Like everyone else in this country, the district is tightening its belts to balance its budget," board member Mary Beth King said.
Other board members declined comment, deferring all questions to board president Skip Jenkins, who did not return a phone call or e-mail message seeking comment Tuesday.
The plan also calls for several central office positions to go unfilled.
Plano ISD hasn't revealed the number of people to be cut or the number and types of positions that would remain empty.
The district projects it will save $1.05 million through the layoffs and $440,000 by keeping jobs vacant, said Karla Oliver, a Plano ISD administrator.
Plano ISD last implemented cutbacks during the 2003-2004 school year, when it eliminated hundreds of jobs through early-retirement incentives and contract terminations.
The district is taking other actions to reduce its $14 million budget deficit. The district shaved about $500,000 by implementing energy-efficiency measures and it benefited from the drop in gasoline prices, said Richard Matkin, the district's associate superintendent for business services.
Plano ISD and other area school districts have asked state representatives to approve additional money for public schools. But they expect little, if any, extra state funding.
"We have to see if the Legislature is going to come up with additional money," Mr. Matkin said. "I'm not sure how many years people can absorb deficit budgets."

Tea Time

A co-worker recently celebrated National Hot Tea Month by hosting a series of tea-tastings , a different flavor each day, at work. (I'm so glad she chose this food item, instead of National Prune Month to celebrate ! Googling this event to check my facts turned up a host of food related celebrations that I had no idea existed......I've been blissfully unaware, all this time !) In the interest of getting along with my co-workers, I decided to pop in, share a cuppa and a chat. Several other coworkers were hovering about, and it all turned into an impromptu tea party that ended up being rather pleasant, and a welcome break from an otherwise hectic day. I got to know some folk I didn't previously, and the added caffeine zip powered me through the afternoon.
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I love tea but don't drink it often as I otherwise would, as it is on the "forbidden" list of oaxalate (kidney stone ) causing food items for me. Years ago, when I lived in Houston and used to tutor little Japanese children, (whose fathers were in this country working for Nippon Steel), their mothers would serve me tea, Japanese style , and very delicate cookies or pastries as I taught their children English. It was a charming and delightful custom that I enjoyed very much. Too bad I can't do this more often.

1/27/2009

Instructions for My Funeral




Emily Dickinson once wrote :

Because I could not stop for Death,




He kindly stopped for me;




The carriage held but just ourselves




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I know it seems morbid to talk about your death, or what kind of funeral you want to have. Death visits us all my friend, sooner or later. Many people avoid this topic forever, and end up with some generic, bland, Holiday Inn sort of funeral with trite readings that sound like Hallmark cards, all because their surviving relatives were too distraught to know what to do or to think clearly. So I'm putting it out there : this is the kind of funeral I want. Any of you reading this who survive me (you know who you are !) , I am counting on you to help my loved ones arrange all this . It really will be better for ALL of you.

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Had a conversation, recently, with one of my doctors, about all my health problems, (read "Disease of the Month " Club, in this blog, Dec 2008, for more on that topic ) and he casually threatened that I could be shaving 10-15 years off my life if I don't do a better job managing certain aspects of my health. I was discussing this verdict with some of my gfs at lunch one day, and one of them said, "How good is that last 10-15 years, anyways? " Which brings up so many questions ; sure, I'd rather go off a cliff like Thelma and Louis, maybe on a motorcycle instead of in a car, maybe with Brad Pitt as well !!! , than suffer and be in a hospital and tethered to machines. But I digress....

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My funeral wishes :

1)First, don't spend a lot of money on a casket, or embalming me, or a funeral plot or headstone. Absolutely no open caskets or "viewings " !!! (Bleeech !!! ) Don't let those folk at the local funeral parlor guilt trip you into doing this. I believe that once I am dead, my body is dead - my spirit lives on, but I don't need or care about those earthly things any more. Here's what I'd rather you did with all that money:

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2)Cremate me. You, survivors, family and friends, I ask you to take a wonderful trip with the money you would have spent on a funeral ( there will be a nice insurance policy with plenty of funds available for you to do this) , and go somewhere that I loved - Greece, Italy, France, anywhere along the Mediterranean - and spread my ashes on the wind, the water, along the sites where I spent so many happy times in my youth. Really, this will make me so much more at peace, bring me - and you! so much more joy, than being in the cold hard ground. I will feel like I am getting one last chance to share something of my life with you; it will be a healing experience for us both.


2)Next : Plan an Irish wake for me. I am serious, I want a big BIG party to celebrate my death... I am not Irish by birth, but I am by marriage, and I've seen enough of these events to know that this is the way to go. Invite 100 people or more, people who knew me, people who didn't. Hire an Irish Celtic band, and rent out the local VFW if you need a room large enough. I want a fully stocked bar, with all major liquors and a margarita machine, good food, a big spread - and dancing. Get a few photos of me from when I was young, thin, cute and peppy, and blow them up to poster size, and prop them onto some easels ( I've got a few at the house you can borrow). Dance, eat, get drunk ! party, and tell all the old stories. Someone has to make a toast to me every hour, on the hour, and then everyone has to drink. Tell all the old jokes, ( a guy walks into a bar.... ) and share all the old anecdotes - about the time I danced on the bar at Valhalla, about the time I rode a motorcycle up Mt Ida on Crete and nearly died, about the time I got drunk with one of my bfs and tried to sneak onto an airplane bound for New Orleans. All about when a childhood friend and I tried to joust on our bicycles, when we tried to play practical jokes on drivers late at night at Hide-A-Way Lake, about the time we snuck onto the golf course and made love, walking up Riverside Park in the rain holding hands, when we spent part of our senior prom at a cemetery, the friends who wanted to build a copy of the bridge of the Enterprise in someone's garage. Tell about the days each of my children were born, and how I met the hubster and all about our wedding 14 years later. Hire some kid to play the bagpipes, and have him play "Amazing Grace". Get drunk, have fun, celebrate my life; don't mourn my death.


* I love this poem, in spite of its morbid topic. Perhaps that would be a nice one to read at the service......if you must, I'd rather have a Church of England service, or else gather together with some of my Buddhist friends and read some Isak Dineson, that poem by Auden she reads at Finch-Hatten's funeral is a good one, even if too masculine.....

;o)










Slumdog Millionaire, A Fine Balance

I took my mom to see "Slumdog Millionaire" this weekend. She hated it; I loved it. Mom only really wants to see happy movies like old American musicals and Masterpiece Theater remakes. I dragged her to see Bollywood's "Bride and Prejudice" a few years back, but even that jolly version of Jane Austen's classic love story didn't work for her. I think a lifetime of growing up in the deep South, with its attendant prejudices, leaves her sadly unable to appreciate great stories set in other cultures.
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As I was watching "Slumdog Millionaire", the tale of three little children growing up in the slums of Mumbai, I couldn't help but think it was like Oliver Twist meets Romeo and Juliet, with a little Schindler's List thrown in for good measure. Sweetness and light this film is not, although eventually there is a happy ending. All the Dickens characters are here : master of the beggar pick-pockets Fagin, Jamil's brother Salim as the Artful Dodger, an evil Bill Sikes, Laitika as gentle Nancy - in slight variations. Plus star-crossed lovers that will make the problems of Romeo and Juliet seem tame in comparison. Most people will tell you this is the story of some poor kid who wins a million rupees on an Indian game show. That is a true summary, but ignores most of the storyline of this film. The recurring references to the Three Musketeers explores the strong bond the three main characters have with one another as they help each other survive the harsh poverty and violent events that mark their childhood. The environment - the slums of Mumbai - these children grow up in will wring the most jaded westerners' hearts and make you want to go out and donate money to "Save the Children" or something similar. (Feel free to do so. It can't hurt.) The bond between the two little brothers, and the winsome faces of the young actors who played them in the film, are not easily forgotten, even days after seeing the movie. I may have to go watch it again, to catch all that I missed the first time. I remember being dazzled, visually, by all the beautiful colors of the slums.....
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This film reminded me also of a great book I read a few summers back : A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry. (Oddly discordant sidebar : I was reading this tome while riding on trains throughout Italy. As fond as I am of the lovely Italian countryside, I think I remember the vivid scenes from this book, more.) This novel has a dozen characters, some wealthy, some poor, whose lives intermingle by happenstance, and it follows them through a series of mis-adventures that are so tragic they are almost comic. When I first read this book, a winner of the Man Booker prize for literature, I felt it reminded me of Dickens in its vast sweep of humanity and unobtrusive comments on the human condition. What this book and movie have in common is the dignity humans can possess in the face of unspeakable tragedy.



Snow Daze


Students pray for snow days; teachers view them as a mixed blessing. A day off today means one less holiday, later in the spring - a day I might need more, in terms of mental health, than I do this one. It is a difficult task for school districts to decide which days should be snow days. Keep in mind that someone - a director of transportation, a member of the school board - is out looking at road conditions at 4 am, as well as watching weather reports, and trying to figure out what the roads will be like in 4 hours or 10 hours. Can the buses run ? Will parents be going to work today ? Is it safe for people to be driving on these roads ? Will there be mass absenteeism, as people just decide to ignore attendance laws and stay home ?
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Today my school, as well as many others around us, called a snow day. The weather reports were predicting ice storms and mass chaos all day long. One never knows if they will be predictive of the actual weather, or not ......Right now it is drizzling some in front of my house and that is about it. Above is a photo of a day that was not called off as a snow day ... it started off like any other spring day : cloudy, rainy, cold but not freezing. By noon the snow started falling - remarkably rare for north Texas any time of year, much less March. By 1 pm the snow was accumulating, and parents starting coming up to the school and taking their kids out. School was closed by 1:30 but the roads were so bad by that point, my normal 5 min commute took me 45 min ( it's all of 2 miles). Not sure what the official snowfall was that day , but it's clear from this photo of my backyard, it was 6-8 inches at my house. You just can never tell how the weather is going to go.
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Right now I'm still in my jammies, blogging. The kids are arguing over whose turn it is on the video game, and I've about had it. I think I'll go run some errands I didn't get to this weekend.....then I am going to come home and cook up a big pot of something tasty to eat.