back to my story... being a stay home mum for a bit over a year now, which sometimes drives me crazy and that drives the hubby crazy .. i started looking for some work i can do without disturbing the fine balance i finally have for my life and at the same time not putting my baby through a dramatic change for two reasons he really gets sick very easily, and i am trying to be a good mum (in my own point of view at least) and that requires a bit of sacrifice from my part..
i still feel my baby is too young.. i dnt have help at home.. and my husbands keeps me grounded against the alien forces that try to convince meto leave my baby in a nursery and enough is enough..
so a very good friend of mine suggested i's apply on the school he has been teaching in for a year now and went to through the trouble of arranging an interview for me.. why a school you ask? well it had 2 major advantages for me first the working hours were ok specially if it was part time, the second is they usually provide day care so instead of leaving kooky at a nursery i'll have him close by... but they l ( like most school as i later learned) were not hiring part timers... i got to know this really nice lady in that interview she liked me a lot that she actually took my number she was drawn to me cause i was a graduate of her kid's school and she kind of related to my state of mind at the time, wanting to work and at the same time trying to be fair to my child as in the matter of attention and care..
a few weeks later i found that,that same lady put in a good word for me at her old school where she used to work 10 mins away from my place.. the school had already started and they were desperate for a new teacher..
to cut a long story short... they tried to rip me off on the salary, they offered me less that 50% of what i can make anywhere else.. and amazingly i found out.
a week in the job i asked about my contract and i was giving a draft, which was a joke.. no right for me what so ever.. so i asked for amendments and the head of administration talked to me about them and we agrees on my points...
another week passed.. no contract.... ma3lesh asl el war2a da3et ektebeehom tanee.. which i did.... and then again where is my contract?... no contract.. it was pay day for the rest of the school and i noticed that no one is getting what they were supposed to be getting ... i asked for lay7et el gaza2aat .. and they looked at me as if i was crazy ( why is it in our culture that if we ask for our rights teb2a 3eeba??!!)
3rd week passed no contract.. i spoke to the adm head. he said he'll email the final draft.. no email..
the final day i left my very sick child, went to work... asked for the guy.. he was not there, left a word... finished my classes and went again ti ask ( howa bey2ool le 7adretek 7yeb2a yeshoof el mawdoo3 da) so i left and told them i will return when they have a contract cause there is nothing to prove i work here to protect my rights.. there is only 1 week till the end of the month
and i waited....( to be continued)
3rd week passed no contract.. i spoke to the adm head. he said he'll email the final draft.. no email..
the final day i left my very sick child, went to work... asked for the guy.. he was not there, left a word... finished my classes and went again ti ask ( howa bey2ool le 7adretek 7yeb2a yeshoof el mawdoo3 da) so i left and told them i will return when they have a contract cause there is nothing to prove i work here to protect my rights.. there is only 1 week till the end of the month
and i waited....( to be continued)
