I strolled into the school yesterday, taking care of some PT and A business when a teacher said something to me that struck a chord. A bad chord. A 'why do women say things like this?' chord.
It went a little like this: we, the _______(fill in whatever demographic you like, in this case, teachers), have SSOOOOO much on our plate, we can't possibly be expected to help out.
What I heard was: I can't possibly help out because I am important, and busy. You, however, clearly have nothing to do what with the vast emptiness of your puny plate.
This is not a working mom vs. SAHM argument. This is not to defend the time I spend at school, or on the internet, or on the couch watching Angel reruns. I'm not interested in that.
It's just that everyone I know is busy - my working Mom friends, and my Mom. My Grandma. The women I know with bitty little kids and for that matter, my hubby. (We ladies don't have the market on too little time.) To imply that my time, or yours, is expendable reeks of disrespect.
And we all get just 24 hours a day - no more, no less.
I plan on making a difference, filling in the gaps, changing the world. Raising healthy, sane kids. Keeping my own sanity. I bet you are doing the same.
*Edited to note: the teacher in question *asked* for a position, then stopped me at the door to complain about it. I never asked for her help.
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