02 December 2010
In an ideal world, Chary and I would be partners in running the NY public schools system. She is the teacher who knows what is needed in the classroom. She is the person who knows exactly how the rewards and recognition system should work, so teachers are inspired and incentivized to put in their best effort. I am the manager who knows how to recognize and cut dead wood. I am the person who can take inputs from Chary and put in place a system which rewards teachers for the effort they put into teaching and mentoring. In an ideal world, Chary and I both realise that together we can put in place a system that provides quality education to 1.1 million children and youth.
The world, however, is far from ideal.
In the real world, Chary doubts my intentions. She is convinced that I am going to cut salaries and render her redundant. She thinks I am going to divert money meant for blackboard chalk into renovating my office. She resents having me as her 'boss' when she knows she is a much better teacher than I can ever be.
In the real world, Chary and I fight, and when we fight, the ones who suffer are the various stakeholders in the system.
Chary and I are friends. We have our differences, but we sort them out as adults, and don't let that come in the way either of our friendship or our mutual respect. If Chary and I are asked to work together, we would be able to work to each of our strengths, and create something strong and lasting.
And it is not just the NY public school system. In every almost every area of human activity you see petty egos at work. You see people competing when they should be collaborating. You see mutual distrust where there should be respect. You see people trying to do a job they have no aptitude for only because they feel that the other job is more 'prestigious' than the one they can excel in.
If only people started working together and listening to each other, how much better the world would be.
I like to think I am Realistic- after all, doesn't everyone want the best?.
My friends tell me I am being Idealistic- people are people, and you cannot change them.
But sometimes, just sometimes, I wonder if I am not actually being Delusional. But then I was born on a Thursday, I cannot help being Delusional.