“against all odds and despite all the obstacles, we are going to make it.” (marilyn monroe)
the desk and the chair were connected and under the chair was a metal book rack. there were 35-40 of them in my tiered room, which oddly doubled as both my choir room and my eighth grade math classroom. math 8 was the last period of the day and, to give you a sense of the personality of the class, both of the children who were later voted “class clowns” were in my general math class. a hot day in florida, the air conditioning was competing with the outside heat and trying to keep tired students at-the-end-of-their-school-day awake.
he was sometimes vocal, but mostly quiet. he didn’t like math; he told me he didn’t really like school. his eyes were bright even in his sullen face. every day i greeted him and told him i was glad to see him.
that day, when he came into the room, i sensed he was even more unhappy than usual. it wasn’t but a few minutes into my math lesson that his desk-chair came hurtling down the tiers at me. it didn’t hit me, but back-in-the-day hurling desk-chairs was serious stuff and i, a young teacher at the time, was unnerved.
i think back now about that desk-chair being flung, the way it was all dealt with, the intervention and the caring hearts that were involved. i think about that young man, whose name i still remember. i knew back then that against all odds and despite the obstacles facing him, he had a support system and he would make it.
amid a contemporary rise of real scaled-up violence in schools, less and less is about those support systems, for students or teachers. resources, help – both are short in supply in public schools across this country. yet, despite all odds, teachers teach.
i shake my head at the any-day-any-school terrifying concern of shootings in the classroom. with gun-control-be-damned mindsets determining legislation, children must practice active shooter drills. despite all odds, teachers teach.
i think about the lack of funding, the lack of supplies, the lack of a sustainable student-teacher ratio. despite all odds, teachers teach.
and then, i think about this pandemic. a global threat, this country’s leadership has not risen to the challenge and, in mindblowing checkmate moves, it has mandated that children physically return to schools this fall. in the middle of an urgent and dangerous contagion, caution is being dismissed, putting children and teachers and administration and support staff at absolute risk. it’s deplorable.
and yet we know, foolishly mandated, that against all odds, and despite all the obstacles, teachers will teach. that’s what teachers do.
“against all odds and despite all the obstacles, we are going to make it.”
against all odds and despite all the obstacles.
but the words “we are going to make it” beg a quagmire of unanswered questions, deeply concerning worries, and matters of life and death.