Mnemosyne, Muse of Memory

I go to work every day praying that God would protect my students and teachers. I have meetings with parents that threaten and act out of line, but we resolve our problems with teachers. I have equipment problems, facility problems, clock, telephone, database, intercome, budget, stolent equipment, broken equipment problems, but I keep going. Some say I'm not doing enough. Veteran teachers that do nothing think that I am not the right person for the job. The tyrant they had before, they hated. Now they have a person that treats them with respect and they think I am powerless. I am tolerant of people because I taught; I know what it's like, but they have it good and they complain about it. They are paid well and complain. They will not do anything extra unless they are paid. They have a problem; I don't. God will take me where I need to be. They have their own Hell to deal with. Let them be.