Teachers' Hard, Hard Times 1. Come all you good people, I'll sing you a song About B.C. teachers, how they get along They teach all your children from five to eighteen The rich and the poor and the bored and the keen Chorus And it's hard, hard times 2. You start with a new bunch of kids in the fall You hope and you pray that your class will be small Twenty-five children is plenty for you And then there are cutbacks and you get forty-two 3. They're crammed in your class like sardines in a can You try to come up with a good seating plan But there's cursing and swearing and crawling the walls Till you wish you could throw them all out in the hall 4. You go to the stockroom to get some supplies You open the door and the tears fill your eyes The shelves are all empty, you'll just have to wait Though your textbooks are twenty-five years out of date 5. The lunch bell it rings and you're straight out the door You've run out of worksheets, you'll have to print more But the ditto is broken, and that ain't the worst For your coffee's stone cold and your bladder's near burst 6. The best thing to do is to fight with a will Together I know we can get rid of Bill Of Bill Vander Zalm and of bill 89 [pick a number!] And of Bill Bennett too, then we'll all be just fine by Rika Ruebsaat, written for Cultural Workers Against the Budget for 1983 Solidarity campaign. note: Back in the early 50's, there was (NYC Teacher's Union): In a classroom, in a schoolhouse Excavating for a brain Stood a teacher, a pretty creature, With her children raising Cain.. RG JB oct96
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