Last week we had an actual winter storm here in NC and because actual winter precipitation actually hit the ground, the entire state went into a total lockdown for 4 days. (The storm only lasted for 2 days, but we spent the first day huddled in fear and the last day reassuring ourselves that we were still alive.)
As a sad result of all this mishegas, we need to make up some school days. You might think that this would be a fairly straightforward process. Simply look at the school calendar and notice which days are available (teacher work days, stupid holidays, the end of the school year) and tack them on. Everyone will whine and grumble, and then get on with their lives. How do I know this? Because I grew up in the winter wonderland of the ‘Burgh and this is what happens every single year.
So this is what our Fearless Leaders did, right? They got together, sucked it up, and added some school days? Now we can all settle down and go back to our lives, right? My Dear Readers you know better than that by now, surely.
No, instead our Fearless Leaders took a good hard look at the state law which states that school must be in session “185 days OR 1,025 hours.” Most school systems recognized that adding a half day of school counts as a full day and got on with their lives. Our Fearless Leaders decided to be extra clever and decided to make up individual hours. So as a superior alternative we’ll be extending each day for the rest of the year by 14 minutes. Given our block schedule that’s approximately 3.5 additional minutes per class.
I know, off all the stupid ideas on how to make up school (I’m including the idea of adding a Saturday class day) THIS is the solution you decide upon? What kind of shmendrik thinks this stuff up?! Please understand that no matter how you add time back into the calendar it is going to be a waste of time. No one is going to learn anything monumental in the last 3.5 minutes of class any more than they are going to learn anything on a half day at the end of the school year! So why not acknowledge that this is all a ridiculous game and make it as painless as possible already?
How’s that for a real pain in the tuches?
(No yiddish words were injured during today’s post. In fact, all of them were learned from my grandparents.)