Friday June 26, 2009
June 26/09: The Waiting Game
Welcome to...wait for it...the DNTO website. I'm...wait for it... Sook-Yin Lee!
This week we are exploring the many, varied emotional and physical states of waiting. You may think it's just dead time, unproductive, and boring...but there's a lot going on in the wait. Look at it this way:
"Life is what happens.....while you're waiting."
Now did you know, that the average person in their lifetime spends five years waiting in lines? Yikes. Bank line ups, airports, bus stops...that's a lot of waiting!
When I was a kid the most vexing form of waiting was the impatience I felt waiting to grow up. Back then, I was always getting ditched by my older sister and her friends who didn't want to hang out with a runt. And when my family and cousins went to the PNE, I was left with the babysitter. So, I could hardly wait for my growth spurt to kick in. The year cowboy boots were in style, I bought a pair four sizes too big in eager anticipation of the day I'd grow into them, which never came. Those boots are still too big for me!
The only person who seemed to want to hang around with me was my best friend Julie. We created the most intricate imaginary worlds where we'd fantasize about being grown ups. Our favourite make-believe world was pretending we were 17 year old girls living in our own apartment. It was a lot of fun, but I was aware Julie
really didn't have to play with me, because she had way more friends to choose from than me. I had one friend. Her. That's when I made the mistake of putting all my eggs into one basket.
I always wanted to be around Julie and I'd get anxious when we weren't together. And there was nothing worse than phoning her up and having her Mom answer, "No. Julie can't come out to play. She's in the middle of piano lessons."
It's a recurring memory from my childhood. Waiting outside Julie's house for her piano lessons to end. I'd wait for hours, listening to her tireless fingers repeat piano scales and play the theme song from The Sting. For me, it was an anxious state of limbo when life, piano lessons and adults stood in the way of my being reunited with my best friend, who I wasn't sure I'd ever see again.
One afternoon, while I was waiting for Julie's piano lesson to end, I nervously picked the tiny white and black decorative pebbles off the side of her house. Pretty soon the stucco wall was pock-marked and when her Dad came out and saw, he blew up at me, and boy did he have a bad temper! I think it was compounded by the fact that I had accidentally left my boot print in his newly-poured concrete pathway.
I hurried back home, with a looming fear that I'd blown it. Now even Julie's parents hated me! I'd never see her again. I returned to the basement rec room, doomed to watch TV for the next six hours until dinner. That's when there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, there was Julie, wondering if I could come out to play.
This week on Definitely Not the opera, get ready to wait.
Previous Comments (8)
Can you post the songs that were played on the show?
ThanksPrabhat Shrestha, June 27, 2009 6:58 PM
Stephanie Kiernan, June 27, 2009 9:54 PM
Hey DNTO, what was the song & artist "Date and Time"?
Norma Nay, June 27, 2009 10:05 PM
I was listening to the woman who was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, and how some people tell she is in denial. It is interesting to me that when people have found peace with their life, others will try and attribute it to something negative. DENIAL...I want to learn to live in denial...it allows you to life with peace, and without fear. That is NOT waiting it is LIVING!
freddy, June 27, 2009 10:52 PM
this "harem" chick you currently have on made me stop listening to cbc online. terrible. sorry to offend. it just is
1. Prabhat, we were a bit late posting our playlist this weekend, but it's up now. Just scroll up the page and click on "Past Shows."
2. I'll save you the scrolling/clicking, Stephanie - "Date and Time" is by the band Share. It's from their forthcoming album, "Slumping In Your Murals," which is due for release in August. You can find out more about the band at their MySpace site:
Hope that helps, and thanks as always to everyone for your comments!
Doug, July 1, 2009 3:24 PM
I heard all or most of the Definately Not the Opera CBC show on the Rubber Room. I'd love to see the film. I may have missed it, but there's a couple of points that are crucial in this discussion. Yes, it's like Kafka's The Trial, but more than that, follow the money. Teachers have unions which negotiate salaries, benefits and other rights. Such as some kind of due process when the teacher is accused of some wrongdoing. Such as they can't be immediately fired and taken off payroll. Thus the Rubber Room. It's a compromise between zero pay, reassignment to another school or district, and the other end of the spectrum - continuation of their teaching position and career - on the payroll. The school board would like to get rid of the teacher. Period. Maybe if it were China, they'd get shot. The teacher's union wants full pay and benefits, and the resumption of the teacher's career. Thus the Rubber Room is the bureaucracy's "solution". You have to look at both sides - the union, and the school board, to understand how such a farcical situation could exist. Follow the money. As you most likely already know. Great show!
James Ryan, July 4, 2009 8:35 PM
I was nearly run off the road by some brainless kids doing the "throw a snowball at the car to get the guy to chase us" trick. It's a pretty lame way to get kicks, and DNTO is pretty lame for promoting it as something fun to do.
chunk, July 8, 2009 6:32 AM
Did anyone else lose a lot of respect for teachers after hearing about the rubber room? Complaining about getting paid to do nothing for months, maybe years, because someone filed a complaint about you?
Here's what would happen at my job. My boss would investigate the complaint and I would know by the end of the day if I still had a job.
All the teachers have to do is show up. They can bring a book, a laptop, write a novel, study a course, whatever they want. All while getting paid.
I worked at a factory where all I did was empty a box every 10 minutes or so. No reading a book, listening to music, furthering my education with courses. Chances are that I was probably getting paid less than a teacher. Not only that but like most people I have to work year-round. No summers off for me.
I also felt that a couple of questions weren't asked that should've been asked. Do they get summers off, or do they still have to show up to the rubber room? What kind of complaints get a teacher sent to the rubber room? What percent of these teachers end up getting fired? Why would a teacher be relocated? We had a teacher relocated to our school. Turned out he was a "dirty old man". At his previous school there were complaints from the female students. Oddly enough, he coached most of the girls sports teams at our school.