As a reminder to those of you who read the original post, while we were having an after-school faculty meeting to warn teachers not to bring their purses into the building because students had stolen two teacher pocketbooks from filing cabinets on that day, someone stole the administrator’s pocketbook from her office!
First we laughed at the irony and then we took up a collection to give to Sue, the administrator, in case she had an emergency while driving home that night. We all got home a little after midnight. What a day!
The next morning, Sue called me to tell me that a really sweet girl had called her at home to tell her that she had found her wallet on the way to the bus the previous afternoon. She had wanted to return the wallet to Sue, but she was afraid she would miss her bus; so, she took it home. Sue thanked the girl and asked her to bring the wallet to school with her on Monday.
Sue had only been in the school for a few days and knew few of the students.
“Sue, who was the student?” I asked.
“Oh, she was a really sweet girl. Her name is Cindy” (fictitious name).
“Was it Cindy Jones?” I asked.
“Yes, that’s her name. Do you know her?”
“Not only do I know her,” I replied. “I’ve already suspended her twice for STEALING!”
Sue then tried to convince me that the child seemed really sweet and didn’t think she could possibly have stolen her pocketbook. Besides, it didn’t seem logical that a student who stole would call to report the theft. That didn’t make sense.
I assured Sue that some of our kids were both dishonest AND not real bright.
That afternoon I drove to Cindy’s house, met the mother, and retrieved the wallet. (We later found the pocketbook itself on the school yard.) I’ll never forget Cindy’s house because it had burglar bars on every window on the ground floor, the only house in the neighborhood with such security.
The following Monday was a whirlwind of student interviews and unpleasant encounters with the mother who swore she had “never had an ounce of trouble” from her daughter.
In the end, Cindy served a few months in alternative school.
She returned to our school months later and resumed her thievery.
I’m so glad I decided to return to teaching instead of continuing in administration!