March 21, 2007 at 09:20Where the sun does not shine
Not everyone can compare school with cesspool. For some, a school is a home, a place of study or work. For me, my school, albeit the main place of work, is a cesspool. Why? I have several reasons to think so.
Everyone knows that fish rots from the head. Therefore, I will start with the director. He is an alcoholic with a red unshaven mug; sometimes he meets children on the porch and breathes fumes on them. When he is not drunk, he thirsts for a hangover. The deputy director and part-time brother is a pig-like bearded man. He usually sits in a closet and picks computers, collecting "new" cars from old spare parts. At his instruction on school computers, pirated versions of Windows were installed. Somewhere in the bins is a licensed disk - but it is. for excuses, as I was told. The head teacher is unclear what kind of work, because no one is being conducted, looks like a witch and seems to spend every night in a coffin. Her colleague is a married lady who twists swords with a bearded boar. The main thing in the museum is a cross-eyed woman with a shabby hairdo, a redneck woman (similar to the famously one-eyed one), who believes
Everything is very similar to a fairy tale, but it is not.
About money. Financial flows are regulated by the top, and the registration of workers is also a mysterious way - it seems that the labor code does not exist. Making fictitious employees, understating the category, double-entry bookkeeping ... Since we are talking about finances, there’s another fact - the school won a million through some kind of presidential program. This money had to be spent on upgrading the school computer park - however, no more than 15 units of equipment were purchased, the question arises, how much does it cost?
A million is not enough, especially when you are building a summer house on the Leningradskoye Shosse and have three apartments in Moscow. for which you have to pay. when you drive a Mercedes and other other ...
Weaving intrigue - the privilege of the Madrid court? There it was. They invite a person to work, behind him they say that work is not being carried out, in the eyes - that you get money and do nothing, they fire him retroactively. so as not to pay salaries. They invite a person to one position, promise from three baskets - but in the end they do not give work and invite him to his place, once expelled with a scandal because of the unshared money of "his little man." They talk about pedagogical tact and ethics, but, as they say, logs are not visible in his eye. And only endless promises - and nothing more.
Take simple teachers, for example, my colleague, who cannot take it from the fourth floor to the first two computers. And only because they are not from his office. After all, he works in one office, and I work in two ... Do you feel the logic? His responsibility is one audience, and mine is both at once ... All right. We basically say hello only after the sixth lesson, and sometimes we don’t see each other at all. Lessons are a separate song; counter-strike is the main material that my group’s groups go through. And they tell me in an open lesson that I'm not building the lesson like that.
They ask me if I will stay next year. But the answer is obvious, does nobody really understand this?
Everyone knows that fish rots from the head. Therefore, I will start with the director. He is an alcoholic with a red unshaven mug; sometimes he meets children on the porch and breathes fumes on them. When he is not drunk, he thirsts for a hangover. The deputy director and part-time brother is a pig-like bearded man. He usually sits in a closet and picks computers, collecting "new" cars from old spare parts. At his instruction on school computers, pirated versions of Windows were installed. Somewhere in the bins is a licensed disk - but it is. for excuses, as I was told. The head teacher is unclear what kind of work, because no one is being conducted, looks like a witch and seems to spend every night in a coffin. Her colleague is a married lady who twists swords with a bearded boar. The main thing in the museum is a cross-eyed woman with a shabby hairdo, a redneck woman (similar to the famously one-eyed one), who believes
Everything is very similar to a fairy tale, but it is not.
About money. Financial flows are regulated by the top, and the registration of workers is also a mysterious way - it seems that the labor code does not exist. Making fictitious employees, understating the category, double-entry bookkeeping ... Since we are talking about finances, there’s another fact - the school won a million through some kind of presidential program. This money had to be spent on upgrading the school computer park - however, no more than 15 units of equipment were purchased, the question arises, how much does it cost?
A million is not enough, especially when you are building a summer house on the Leningradskoye Shosse and have three apartments in Moscow. for which you have to pay. when you drive a Mercedes and other other ...
Weaving intrigue - the privilege of the Madrid court? There it was. They invite a person to work, behind him they say that work is not being carried out, in the eyes - that you get money and do nothing, they fire him retroactively. so as not to pay salaries. They invite a person to one position, promise from three baskets - but in the end they do not give work and invite him to his place, once expelled with a scandal because of the unshared money of "his little man." They talk about pedagogical tact and ethics, but, as they say, logs are not visible in his eye. And only endless promises - and nothing more.
Take simple teachers, for example, my colleague, who cannot take it from the fourth floor to the first two computers. And only because they are not from his office. After all, he works in one office, and I work in two ... Do you feel the logic? His responsibility is one audience, and mine is both at once ... All right. We basically say hello only after the sixth lesson, and sometimes we don’t see each other at all. Lessons are a separate song; counter-strike is the main material that my group’s groups go through. And they tell me in an open lesson that I'm not building the lesson like that.
They ask me if I will stay next year. But the answer is obvious, does nobody really understand this?