Talking is part of communication. I must have talked so much for the month of April that it made my teeth hurt.
April 1 is a fool’s paradise. April 1 is the time when we play practical jokes. April 1 in my line of work is not a joke and not a laughing matter. April 1 is budget time in our school system. It is the time we find out whether some programs are no longer offered, The repercussion is losing our job.
As a member of the public, it is important for me to speak out. I have a voice and I need to use it to empower others. Some may hear me, some may not listen to me.
So, I wrote. I wrote to all concerned parties. Too many names to mention and I opened the letter to Dear All.
As a start, I wrote about me and gave them an idea what was it like to come from another part of the world educated in a public school. I wrote in simple words.
This time, I joined the front line and advocate for the public school system. I attended meetings. I listened to impact statement of the students and parents. It hurts to hear them speak about their fears and concerns.
I care. I chanted to save our school. I carried banners. I exposed myself. I saw myself on the news.
So, I wrote what I think about the systemic failure of our provincial government when it comes to public education. Underfunding and politics. Children do not understand politics, neither do I.
Budget is a complicated matter. It involves a whole bunch of numbers that would make your head spin. There are words that I do not understand such as capital assets, pie and icicle charts, trends, demographic, benchmarking. Oh, my brain will explode.
So, I wrote in layman’s term.
I don’t even have children, but I feel for the parents’ woes when the future of their children is at stake. I want them to receive a good education better than what I obtained.
I understand that money is important. It has been an ongoing problem ever since when seashells replaced the barter system, How am I going to educate and make them understand? The only way for me to do that is to quote someone who made an impact on my education. Jose Rizal.
So, I wrote quoting him.
I know how hard it is to be in their position. I cannot tell them what to do. I really wish them well for all the work in this difficult time.
So, I wrote ending my letter wishing them well.
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Your comment is better than just clicking the like button.
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Thank you for liking 😍
Well said.
well-spoken, thoughtful words. your hurting teeth did a great job.
I hope you have no children studying in Vancouver affected by this insanity. Thanks for reading.
Miss P, always so caring, always so thoughtful.😌
For the kids, our future.