The people at my school are displeased. I should know--I'm one of them.
The five of you that read this blog are by now well aware of my distaste for the recent goings-on of my campus. Where I might once have spent as much as half my Spring Break in the office getting caught up (or even ahead!) of things, I have NO interest or motivation to come in to the office this week, and have brought home only a small box of stuff to work on, all of which can be done from home on the computer. My office was once a place that I felt comfortable in, a place that I could truly call a home away from home. Now I'm like all those comic strip characters who keep their heads down in the hopes that no eye contact is made with "the boss." I've read blogs kept by teachers at my school who are just as unhappy, both with the district for the salary woes and the school for the direction in which it is (or isn't?) going.
I haven't even touched the box, by the way.