Thwarted Rage

8 am Monday morning. No sign of Ms Christian in the library, so i whizz through the Staff Briefing and then hope to locate this complete reprobate in the ICT Room. The room is naked. Rush down stairs to check the teacher register on the front desk. No sign of her name. Rush up to the top floor to find Mr Z (her line leader and person to call if there is a problem). He’s heard nothing.

8.30am and i’m speaking to the Grade Student whose parents informed me their daughter had been watching pornography during Ms Christian’s Computer Club. She denied accessing it herself, but one of the boys on the next terminal did. I call in the boy who admits viewing images, but denies flatly he accessed the site on purpose. Both students say Ms Christian spent time in the Staff Lounge “regularly”. I don’t doubt that one moment.

I head out of the office with the boy and see there is an Upper Primary class in the ICT Room. She must be in at last. But she is not, for the ICT has a full class of students and absolutely zero adult supervision. I burst through the adjoining door into the staff lounge where there are three teachers but no Ms Christian. I ask the students where she is, but no-one knows, or indeed has seen her. I take the class upstairs and cover until the class teacher arrives. He presumed Ms Christian was in school, as no-one knew otherwise. Mr Z gets a call from Ms Christian at 9am. Her eye is sore and so she won’t be in all day.

My pent-up range seeks an outlet. What better time to harass Dr No? I have many outstanding issues with him, he has already sent his apologies for this week’s SMT (his 3^rd absents in the last 4!) and i’m desperate to  let rip. I tell my secretary i’m off to Admin on the Secondary Campus, jump in my car a rage round.

But the slimy reptile has decided to take the day off. Thwarted again.