Christmas Wish

As some sort of holiday charity thing, the school is allowing teachers to sell their wares, which supplements their incomes on an ordinary basis as long as ten percent of the profits are donated. I have mentioned before how I feel like my colleagues and their secondary income opportunities are constantly soliciting me. I never realized, though, what purchases could be had:

Jewelry
Monogrammed Boots
Watches
Glamour Photos
Cosmetics
Custom Vinyl Stickers
Tupperware
Gourmet Pet Food
Frames

And that’s all I can remember off the top of my head, but trust me it goes on forever. There’s nothing I couldn’t procure. It’s like I teach at Costco High.

You know what? I take this as a positive sign. I mean back in the day when professional athletes had to work jobs in the off-season just to make a living. Once the last play was made, then it was off to the mill or the farm for a hard day’s work. And now look at the professional athlete. They get crazy paid and buy gold plated islands and stuff. Knowing that then it is only a matter of time before it’s the teachers’ day in the sun. Why wouldn’t it be? We’re using the same game plan.

Yes sir, our day will come. Our day will come.