A Teacher's Day

The day in the life of an inner city large urban school district teacher after the high stakes testing ends and there is still three more months left before summer vacation.

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Location: Chicago, Illinois, United States

I have taught school for over thirty years always in the inner city and for the most part always upper grade students. I have two children and I have been married for twenty years.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Party and Police--Jefferson City, Missouri

OK, OK. So it's been much quieter here. We've started working together and our neighborhood is better. Not perfect yet, but better. Next door they're even coming out without their red shirts. The back door is still open and boys and men still sneak in through there...

The college boys on the corner had a party. They followed the rules. They told all of us. And it was a quiet party. Oh, they came from everywhere. You couldn't find a place to park and people even parked in the alley, but there was no problems other than a few drunks that got a little out of hand.

The party began around ten and I sat on the front porch. In the period of an hour, a police car went down the block an average of once every two minutes. You read that correctly. Thirty-one squad cars came down the block, two parked on the corner for extended periods of time and four officers walked the block more than once. We were under siege and nothing illegal was happening (if you don't count the cars parked in front of the fire hydrant or blocking the alley).

Furthermore, for the first time, the gangbanging wannabee house did not piggyback on the party. Everything there was too quiet.

My question? Why can't the police be as vigilant when the gangbangers are gathering?

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