parasitegirl | Transplant

My desk is swiftly becoming a small garden. Most of this is due to performing acts of rescue/propagation involving the many plants here within city hall.

This building is full of pot-bound plants trying desperately to escape. I don’t blame them. I don’t worry much about my desk garden. If this place hasn't killed them, they can't be killed.

We’ve visited many schools this week to observe lessons. In doing so we’ve also seen our fellow city-hall education workers thriving. Teachers get swapped around between schools…and as they gain more experience they risk having to spend a year or two in the city-hall section of education before being released back into the schools in higher positions.

Our former supervisor and the vice-head of the department are now in the schools again…thinner, happier, and more comfortably dressed (track suits, most of them)…and generally beaming with life.

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