Our teachers were on strike today and I had an unexpected day off work, which made for a leisurely morning of lego and tea.
I'm from a long line of school teachers. My father, grandfather and great grandfather were all teachers. Two of my sisters and many of my friends are teachers. Not one of them does their job with anything less than admirable dedication and a hell of a lot of unpaid overtime. I can still name all my primary school teachers, even Mrs Schoenberg who only took us for a term. She told us her name meant 'beautiful mountain'.
I wish the strike would get our teachers everything they deserve, but, knowing it wont, I hope it will at least get them what they are asking for.
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