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Mein Kampf


Struggle is everywhere and the stress that comes along with it is inevitable. One is caught between the duties of being an employee and the beholder of truth. But what is real and strong factor that affects the profession is its being a job. There are many young teachers who are energetic about education but most of the times are pegged down by systems that are not healthy for their growth. Anyhow, if they just want to be paid, then a job is what they need; but those who want a job whereas at the same time serve ideals ends up pushed towards the brink of expulsion or far worse, already booted out by the system.

Instances arises when ideas clash but it is understandable if the degree of worth is equal. Contending ideas are welcome and it is a matter of producing such that needs careful attention. Although the internet is already dispensing and storing a lot of valuable updated information, it is also a prerogative to know and discern which sources are reliable and where to find them. It is sad that those who kept themselves entrenched inside the school system for so long never updated themselves and they are losing the race and they cower before their privilege of being a tenured employee. Using the leverage of a permanent status to slack in academic rigor and eliminate those who appeared as a threat towards their long awaited retirement.

Another question that came into light is the manner how each were evaluated. I have to admit there is a huge transparency when people just say out loud what they achieved and with that I can hear valuable information that serves as evidences to my judgement. Democratizing the process by letting the clients have a voice into the delivery of the service is well appreciated and I sometimes wonder if there are really teeth to it because I have not seen justice to any whatsoever. I have heard multiple times why they fall below the expected range and whereas me, I have reached even a quite few decimal points left to be perfect, but I have never heard my name during recognitions. As I shared this to my father, he told me the most beautiful idea there is and it is like this: “They do not want to establish a precedence when they will give you an award and the bottom line is not about your teaching but being the most obedient employee.” Floodgates will open when a person is given due recognition which has contestable morals that could be a threat to the system. They need to botch the results in order to manufacture and ideal employee who is submissive. I just wonder where the points fell when all admin related tasks are complied and I had a staggering rate that is worth to take note. Moreover, what the students evaluate occupies the largest part in the process. Sorcery, magic and voodoo are all behind this strange phenomenon.

The stress compounded as there is too much injustice to live by. I get it that the world is not fair and has always been. The powers that exist define the system and effectivity with productivity in its essence are better only in countries and managements who are also progressive. I am tired. Maybe, compromise is the key. I need to have that talent on how to stay who I am even though I am compromised.
             

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