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My job description just changed and I am MAJORLY freaking out!!!
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<blockquote data-quote="Feeling Sad" data-source="post: 669523" data-attributes="member: 19245"><p>When I had my brain surgery as a full time teacher, I was not yet permanent. It was during my second 'full time' year. I had surgery during the Winter Break so I would not have to be out as long.</p><p></p><p>I was told by my doctor that I could lose my memory or be paralyzed on the right side. They found it in July and I waited, with extreme worry so I did not have to be out that long. It was stupid of me. The district was never grateful.</p><p></p><p>I was out 4 weeks of school and returned. The doctors wanted me to return. </p><p></p><p>First, the district shortchanged me on my pay whole I was out. A fellow teacher friend at the school noticed it and fought for me for several months for my pay. She won.</p><p></p><p>When I returned, I performed all of my duties...except one. I team taught with another teacher. I could not go out for P.E. because I had been hit in the head by a stray ball before. With a freshly planted titanium plate in place, I would die.</p><p></p><p>That teacher who I teamed with complained to the principal. The principal told me that I needed to take my class out that day or I would be found to be noncompliant. I called and called my doctor, but he was out.</p><p></p><p>I had not told my students about the nature of my surgery, nor did I ever. I did not want them to worry. But, that day I asked the biggest boy in class if I could borrow his bike helmet. I just told the class that I "had an accident" and needed to wear it.</p><p></p><p>I marched out onto the playground, feeling foolish and very scared...but I did it. I was "compliant".</p><p></p><p>The following day, my neurologist wrote a scathing and legally threatening letter to my principal And the district. </p><p></p><p>My friend, who had helped me before, came to my aid again. On my 2 P.E. days a week, she chose the 2 most well-behaved students in her 5th grade class to be peer coaches. They came out with me. I stood at ALL times with my back to a wall so that a stray ball could not hit me from behind. Her students behaved better in class to be chosen...and thus get out of school work. It was a win/win situation!</p><p></p><p>I was now "compliant"!!!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Feeling Sad, post: 669523, member: 19245"] When I had my brain surgery as a full time teacher, I was not yet permanent. It was during my second 'full time' year. I had surgery during the Winter Break so I would not have to be out as long. I was told by my doctor that I could lose my memory or be paralyzed on the right side. They found it in July and I waited, with extreme worry so I did not have to be out that long. It was stupid of me. The district was never grateful. I was out 4 weeks of school and returned. The doctors wanted me to return. First, the district shortchanged me on my pay whole I was out. A fellow teacher friend at the school noticed it and fought for me for several months for my pay. She won. When I returned, I performed all of my duties...except one. I team taught with another teacher. I could not go out for P.E. because I had been hit in the head by a stray ball before. With a freshly planted titanium plate in place, I would die. That teacher who I teamed with complained to the principal. The principal told me that I needed to take my class out that day or I would be found to be noncompliant. I called and called my doctor, but he was out. I had not told my students about the nature of my surgery, nor did I ever. I did not want them to worry. But, that day I asked the biggest boy in class if I could borrow his bike helmet. I just told the class that I "had an accident" and needed to wear it. I marched out onto the playground, feeling foolish and very scared...but I did it. I was "compliant". The following day, my neurologist wrote a scathing and legally threatening letter to my principal And the district. My friend, who had helped me before, came to my aid again. On my 2 P.E. days a week, she chose the 2 most well-behaved students in her 5th grade class to be peer coaches. They came out with me. I stood at ALL times with my back to a wall so that a stray ball could not hit me from behind. Her students behaved better in class to be chosen...and thus get out of school work. It was a win/win situation! I was now "compliant"!!! [/QUOTE]
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