Today the teachers are en grève. Today at school, I was the only other teacher, besides the PE teacher to come to school. And he left the school to take his class on a two-hour sailing lesson, at the National Sailing School, as planned. How strange for me... For my first hour, no students showed up. So, I dutifully filled out my attendance sheet with the entire class roster and walked it down to the office instead of hanging it on the nail outside of the classroom door. At the office, I joined an early pause café with the gestionnaire, chef, et sécrétaire. It was nice; relaxing. I of course answered their obligatory questions about striking in the US to the best of my ability, having never really participated in a strike myself.
For the past few weeks, teachers had been whispering to each other about whether or not they would join the nation-wide movement today or not. Students kept asking me, "Madame, vous êtes grèviste?" It was hard for them to hide their disappointment when I would answer, "Non, il y aura des cours d'anglais, ne vous inqiuètez pas!" (No, don't worry, there will be English class!)
So, here I sit in the teacher's lounge, listening to the few present students mill around in the hallway until "class" starts up again.
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