Twice or thrice in the past I had asked As if she could provide me with mikes, lights, stage etc. and she had replied me in the affirmative. There are no mikes in the school and she had told me that she will arrange somehow or maybe even buy them.
Now only 4 days are left for the play and still no sign of a mike. I asked her again and she told me she had not been able to arrange for a mike. That just can't be. The children speak so softly, their dialogs will never reach audience's ears.
Today, just as I was entering my class I heard Mtn, talking to As. Mtn is an important member of the parent's committee and his son is acting in my play. He was quite happy with me for doing this play and selecting his child. He had asked me if there would be mikes and I, naturally relying on As's words then, had assured him that yes there will be mikes.
It occured to me that if I talk to Mtn about the mikes maybe he could suggest something. As soon as he passed by me, I greeted him with a Good Morning. He greeted me back and himself asked me how was the play going and if all the preparations had been made. I candidly told him that we had not been able to arrange the mikes.
"What?", he cried loudly and thoroughly shocked," No mikes? That can't be; we have to have mikes."
I can't tell you how much his disconcerted dismay delighted me. Now, this was somebody who clearly cared as much for the play as I do. The type of response which I actually should be getting from As , I was getting from a parent...!
As heard his voice from the kitchen and came rushing as if she was afraid of what I might be telling him. She was clearly not pleased but I might be imagining. Whatever, we three discussed this matter for nearly 20 minutes in which Mtn considered every possible way from buying to renting and then finally decided he would contact other parents regarding this problem and see if something else could be done.
"We still have 4 days to go. I only wish this problem had been brought to me a bit earlier, then definitely a lot could have been done, but never mind, maybe we still can do something...!" His positive words and his sincere concern filled me with a new hope and I am so much happier now for telling him.
I noticed that while As was talking to Mtn, she was so polite, soft, concerned looking, and looking as if she is so much weighed down by the worries and responsibilities of this event; she was almost purring like a cat. Half an hour later, when I happened to talk to her about something else, she snapped back at me in that brutally unhelping, rude, beastly sort of way which has of late become usual between us.
I am still wondering how much is As helping me or wants to help me with this play. For instance, Mtn comes everyday to school to drop his child. Can't As have talked to him about the mikes on her own when she discovered that she was unable to arrange mikes from her level? Being school manager, how can she be so unconcerned with something that is so beneficial to school, children and parents...?
Now only 4 days are left for the play and still no sign of a mike. I asked her again and she told me she had not been able to arrange for a mike. That just can't be. The children speak so softly, their dialogs will never reach audience's ears.
Today, just as I was entering my class I heard Mtn, talking to As. Mtn is an important member of the parent's committee and his son is acting in my play. He was quite happy with me for doing this play and selecting his child. He had asked me if there would be mikes and I, naturally relying on As's words then, had assured him that yes there will be mikes.
It occured to me that if I talk to Mtn about the mikes maybe he could suggest something. As soon as he passed by me, I greeted him with a Good Morning. He greeted me back and himself asked me how was the play going and if all the preparations had been made. I candidly told him that we had not been able to arrange the mikes.
"What?", he cried loudly and thoroughly shocked," No mikes? That can't be; we have to have mikes."
I can't tell you how much his disconcerted dismay delighted me. Now, this was somebody who clearly cared as much for the play as I do. The type of response which I actually should be getting from As , I was getting from a parent...!
As heard his voice from the kitchen and came rushing as if she was afraid of what I might be telling him. She was clearly not pleased but I might be imagining. Whatever, we three discussed this matter for nearly 20 minutes in which Mtn considered every possible way from buying to renting and then finally decided he would contact other parents regarding this problem and see if something else could be done.
"We still have 4 days to go. I only wish this problem had been brought to me a bit earlier, then definitely a lot could have been done, but never mind, maybe we still can do something...!" His positive words and his sincere concern filled me with a new hope and I am so much happier now for telling him.
I noticed that while As was talking to Mtn, she was so polite, soft, concerned looking, and looking as if she is so much weighed down by the worries and responsibilities of this event; she was almost purring like a cat. Half an hour later, when I happened to talk to her about something else, she snapped back at me in that brutally unhelping, rude, beastly sort of way which has of late become usual between us.
I am still wondering how much is As helping me or wants to help me with this play. For instance, Mtn comes everyday to school to drop his child. Can't As have talked to him about the mikes on her own when she discovered that she was unable to arrange mikes from her level? Being school manager, how can she be so unconcerned with something that is so beneficial to school, children and parents...?
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