Day #315 Lets talk next semester

Tuesday

So I discovered from one of the teachers that some of the other teachers where upset because they felt like I was in charge of arts and crafts and I was not doing all of the activities that they want. One teacher said that she didn't like my class. So I decided to talk to the teachers and see what I could do to make next semester better. They told me that I need to work more on crafts that were holiday connected for example, V-day is coming, sports, and independence day. I was really sad that those 3 teachers at my school felt that way. I don't understand why communication is so hard at my school. I always ask them if they have something that they would like to do, and they never say anything so I plan something. I am so fed up with some of the people at my school, I also found out that most if not all of the people teachers and principle call me white woman and do not use my name. Their is 12 people at my school and I know all of their name so I was very hurt to be herring all of this. I work so hard to not pick a side on the divide between jr staff and senior staff, and please everyone. Me and one of the other volunteers where talking about how bad the treatment is for hard working volunteers like resells. We noticed that the teachers are lazy and when people who come n and ask the teachers to participate more they tend to run the other direction. Its been a very hard place for me to work. I also found out by a teacher that a long time ago a Peace Corps volunteer had a little black book that she wrote down her emotions in, mainly bad. This is one strategy that is tough for us to release inner feelings without confronting people if its negative. Any ways she forgot it and the teachers found it, didn't like hat it said burned it and never admitted that it had been found. That was 10 years ago and still to this day we have a stigma placed over are heads. I think my school needs some serious work with teachers and ethics about everything, not just people who come out of the goodness of their hearts. I am so thankful that I am not there every day of the week and that I have another outlet where I am loved and taken care of.

This is my place to let people know some of my hardships because nothing is perfect no matter if your on a beautiful island or not.