Teachers are Villains?

When did teachers become villains? It’s a serious question.

One of the reasons we moved out of Providence because the schools are so abysmal – they have been for as long as I can remember. My husband is going to be 34 in December, and they were awful when he was a child.

When we moved to Warwick we moved to an area where I could walk the kids to school every day – however soon after we closed on our house, we learned that the neighborhood school was going to close and we were heartbroken. So now it’s back to the drawing board.

However, I’m not upset at the teachers, I know this wasn’t their choice. I’m upset with the school committee. The teachers have been without a contract for the last three years! THREE YEARS! How crazy is that? Pretty crazy if you ask me. So the teachers have had two sickouts and it’s just the beginning of the school year. They are proving a ¬†point and it’s a strong one: they cannot continue to work without a contract.

Lawyers don’t take your case without a signed contract, doctors don’t operate on you without a contract. So why are the people who are shaping our kids’ minds? These teachers spend more time with our kids in the day than we do. Not to mention teachers spend a large portion of their salaries on their students.

So the next time you start ranting on Facebook about how teachers should just agree to their contract already, think about this: 90 sick days per year isn’t really “90” days, they get five days a year and they do not roll over into the following year. Also, if they use more than five days they have to pay back the school for being out. Not to mention the teachers’ 13% raise is over how many years?

Also, without teachers how will you learn how to read and write – then you can’t complain on facebook. But, in all seriousness, teachers aren’t the villains – they’re the everyday heroes. Teachers don’t go into work at 8 and leave at 2:30. The teachers are the ones chaperoning dances, coaching our kids, doing art projects and teaching them music and how to play the piano, flute and guitar. These are the people who go home to their families only to help their kids with homework, rush and make dinner, do bedtime and come back downstairs to grade papers or do lesson plans. Just because they are not in the classroom 24/7 doesn’t mean they aren’t working. Teachers are working around the clock – so our kids can become lawyers and doctors and have contracts signed before they go into a courtroom or an operating room. Remember, we don’t just know how to read and write – it’s taught to us. So isn’t it about time we pay teachers what they are asking for and give them a contract?

Mental Illness

Mental Illness is one of the most common diagnoses, yet it’s one of the least talked-about. Why is that?

Why are people judged because they need to take medications? Why do people judge others because of depression, bipolar disorder, anxiety, PPD and the many others ?

We all know someone who suffers from a mental illness – yet we don’t talk about it enough (or at all). What’s the best thing to do or say? A simple, “what can I do to help?” or, “I’m here for you if you ever want to talk.” Sometimes a quick check-in works wonders. If someone you care about is suffering, reach out – it can make all the difference.

As a society we need to be more open to how people feel and less judgmental – we also need to stop saying things like, “stop feeling anxious”, or, “you’re making a bigger deal out of this than it really is,” and my personal favorite, “you’re acting crazy.” Not only are those sayings rude and hurtful, but they are not helpful in any way or very understanding.

Recently I saw a meme on Facebook, “It’s okay to not be okay.” Which is what sparked this post – we need to stop telling people we are okay when we aren’t. Feelings and emotions are not a burden, so the next time someone asks if you’re okay and you aren’t then say so. Trust the friend enough to be able to confide in them – it might make a world of difference.

Hello world!

Story of Us

Since this is the first blog post, I thought it’d be fun to tell you how we met and became a family. Not every post will be about our family. There will be separate sections for food, fashion, my kids, politics and other musings.

We met through mutual friends when they had a Christmas party for the bridal party to meet before their wedding the following June. I was just coming off a campaign, I remember when he walked in and thinking, “this guy is pretty cute.” We chatted most of the night and after driving back home to RI, I texted a close friend saying I met a guy.

I didn’t hear from him until that Spring when we saw each other for their Jack and Jill. We spent the entire night together and exchanged numbers. We got together a few weeks later and it was fun and sweet but so very awkward. We didn’t talk after that, so it was bound to be interesting. We had fun and chatted a bit and he kept my beers coming – good man.

A few weeks after the wedding he texted me saying he owed me a drink. I was away on vacation so he would need to come down to the Cape or wait until I got back. He came to visit me at the Cape and from then on we were dating.

We got married in 2014, six days before our daughter was born and bought our first house in Providence. It was great, but city life wasn’t for us and we moved to the suburbs in 2016, a month before our son was born. We never looked back from our move, we have great neighbors, a ¬†pool; Nate often says he wishes he had more time to enjoy the pool and not just clean it. I argue he’s the best and sexiest pool boy, ever.

So in the words of Taylor Swift, that’s the story of us. Until next time.

xx,

Em