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so i know i said i wouldn’t write a whole lot about school, but i just had to after the fuckery that occurred in class this evening.  this particular class is divided into two groups:  those in the AU school of education and those coming from the Teach For America program–five vs. ten if you must know.  i won’t get into how i or anyone else feels about the TFA, but let’s just say it does create a division in this class.

so the girl in front of me is a TFA.  and i get it, you’re coming from school straight to class and you’re worn out and tired and mentally exhausted because you’re actually in over your head and TFA is NOT what you thought it would be.  so she has all her stuff.  she’s essentially a homeless woman with a shopping cart that she unloads in the aisle next to our seats.  her whole life is there on the floor:  her coat, her umbrella, her GIANT purse and an opened glass bottle of some ridiculously expensive soda that she picked up at Whole Foods.

Oh, and this is same girl that asked me to borrow a pen.  like, who comes to class, much less a TEACHER, without a writing utensil?  seriously.

we were doing an activity with a partner that required getting up and moving about the classroom.  i was working with the non-TFA behind me (we tend to stick together).  as i was getting up, trying to step OVER the pile of shit in the aisle next to my desk and that of the the girl in front of me, my foot caught her umbrella which nudged her purse which toppled the open glass bottle of soda and spilling it (not on her coat).  so i said, “i’m sorry, give me a minute and i will find some paper towels to clean this up.”  i also still had to post something on the board before i could go find paper towels and as i’m doing this part of the activity i hear this girl say “what, so i’m supposed to clean this up”

uh.  did she not hear what i just said to her? do not get bitchy with me, bitch.

so i said, “i SAID i would clean it up if you give me half a second to go find some paper towels.”  and then, because i could not leave it alone at that, continued “maybe if you didn’t leave an opened bottle of soda in the aisle, we wouldn’t be having this problem.”

needless to say i think i made a new enemy as after our break, she returned to class and sat in a chair way far away from me (although all her shit was still in the aisle by my chair) AND i think i did a bang up job of increasing the tension between the non TFAs and the TFAs.