September 14, 2017, Prescott-
Perhaps my own wandering nature
and tendency to hang back,
in novel situations,
are partially to blame,
but all my life,
I have encountered situations,
mostly at work,
where a small group of insiders
has kept me out of the loop.
I can even recall one occasion,
where I confided in my wife,
that I was not sure that I could
trust the school district administration.
I was the principal of a one-school district,
unable to trust the people who hired me.
Frequently, here in town,
I have felt the same.
Valued by the students, parents, and my peers,
but seemingly held in disdain,
by a small, elite group,
who have been here way too long,
I’ve hung on.
The latest such situation ended, today,
and I will now be working with
members of the same, appreciative
and open-minded group,
with whom I happily worked in Spring, 2016.
I wonder what happened,
to the in-crowd,
who obviously love children,
at some level,
even if their “My Way or The Highway” mentality
sets the children off,
Why are their wagons in a circle,
so that my job becomes
“do what you’re told and keep still”?
I’m grateful for my new/old team.
It’s not an age thing,
because, while the team lead is a Millennial,
there are others in their 40’s and 50’s,
and I will be 67, in two months’ time.
It’s not a gender thing,
because, while I am still the only male,
I am not excluded by these ladies,
from any aspect of the work day.
I’ve come to the conclusion
that insecurity breeds insularity.