(Almost) A Sea of Black and Gold
It is 7:oo am on a Thursday morning in early September and I step out of my classroom for hall duty. For those who do not work in the hallowed halls of education it just means that my colleagues and I watch kids walk by on their way to 1st block. I am very self conscious about my attire – a black polo shirt and Khaki’s. It is a bit under-dressed for my Principal’s standards so I anxiously watch the end of the hallway hoping he chooses a different route for his morning greetings.
As the students file past I… Read the rest