I was doing better until the biotch from Human Resources told me that. Now I feel like just giving up again. How stupid. They wouldn't tell me what the investigation entailed or what I'm guilty of and wouldn't give me any answers. They won't fire me either because they don't pay unemployment. I'm a sub. A sub they will never call. The only little tingle of satisfaction I got was when I said I had contacted many people and that Head Start will be hearing from them. In fact, I did. They are funded by the Feds (with our taxes) therefore if they get a bad reputation, they can be shut down. They are paranoid about this. I think I contacted every legislator in our state, looking for ways to fight back and at least find out what their issue is. I've learned they do this to a lot of employees. Maybe, if I raise a stink and put people in their path who really matter, they'll stop doing it to others. They are a horrible, horrible place. I hope most Head Starts are not as horrible as this one is. If they are, these kids aren't really doing much other than getting their pictures taken for t he Feds (they have to look happy and diverse) and getting beaten up by the special needs kids in class who are not allowed, at least in our center, to be removed from the other children or to be in any way disciplined or even forced to say "I'm sorry." There is no discipline and I feel sorry for the teachers who have to follow this insane Conscious Discipline method of, what I call, non-discipline. And I'm going to speak my mind about this to the politicians. Head Start is a hot button, although I didn't know it. Many politicians don't like the program. Others want it to be truly a great place for kids. Maybe many Head Start Schools are great, but this one isn't. And it's no picnic to work there either. Oh, yeah. We don't have money so our buses are always breaking down. I always wonder w hat would happen if the brakes went out while we had a busload of kids. They are not 4X4 so I would worry when it was snowy/icy. Funny thing is, I don't miss the job. I had to get up at 4am and I hated that part of it. Plus I only had two routes so I had most of the day free, but at 2:30 I had to halt and go catch my bus, which was kind of a pain. But it was money and companionship and kids. And being dumped from the job...I am still not myself. I wish we were closer to being able to do foster care. At least I'd feel useful. Well, tomorrow is another day of phonecalls. I've always been big on justice, although it often eludes. But I will try until I burn this out of my system. j If anyone is kind and wants to talk on the phone, I'd love to have people to vent to and to listen to as well. Send me a PM. Anyhow...thanks for listening to the whining here.