ET TU, BRUTE?

Dear Friends,
It's the month of May! Along with sunshine, floods and forest fires come our next year's teaching assignments and the countdown calendar. The corridors of our school come to life with the sound of our panic, excitement, surprise, and in some cases disappointment.
As we rush back to our classrooms to cover the rest of the curriculum, most of us are already fantasizing about de-cluttering, cleaning, packing, moving, even programming for the following academic year. 
Although we are sworn to secrecy to the outside world, we can't help but talk amongst ourselves. In a large school like ours, full of non-teaching staff, including parent volunteers/visitors and some sharp, but nosy students, it's hard to keep anything under covers, for a long time. Eventually, somebody sees or hears something, somewhere. Or in this year's case, someone decides that forming an alliance with a parent, is more productive than remaining loyal to his/her administration and colleagues.

Our winter was long and harsh, laced with enough poison from Bill 115! The government, and to some extend the public, have already greatly undermined our integrity and professionalism. Did you have to, as well, BRUTUS?

My hands are clean, thus I shouldn't be really playing Columbo, on such a beautiful Saturday morning. But, I am, mostly because the amateur analyst in me wants to know, what need did giving the list of everyone's assignments to a parent, fulfill in my colleague. Power? Drama? Revenge? Was it a case of an inappropriate friendship, a misplaced allegiance, or was it just a simple case of having a big mouth?
As I always say to my grade one students, if you have the courage to break the rules and set yourself apart from your peers, have the courage to remain true to yourself, by standing up and taking a bow. Or, apologize! Making mistakes is part of growing up, and we are all still growing up. Accepted and filed! What have you accepted and filed today?