Hundreds of adults milling around, scratching their heads, sleepily trying to adjust to some of the realities of the first day of school for classroom teachers in our district.
That the district is no closer to naming a principal for our high school. That out of eight candidates, three seemed like keepers. That the assistant superintendent might just overrule the committee of staff, parents and administrators that interviewed those applying for the job two weeks ago.
"Welcome to Bizarro World. It's like trading in a 2014 Escalade for a 1973 Pinto." ~ One of my colleagues after suffering two hours of this so-called training.