Besides teaching, the extent of a teacher’s work nowadays has reached to toilet cleaning. So often, I think about the real job of a teacher? To teach or to clean a toilet. And I question about wholesome education? This wholesome education has made teachers hell. It has made teachers into bits and parts.
The dignity of labor is what many may call to clean the toilet. And model or epitome description have become quite cliché now with teachers. What students expect at the end are good passing marks. No big deal! The real imparter of wholesome education (jack of all trades -knowledge) themselves are unwholesome. “Everyone cannot be whole but be a part,” was the answer from a naughty student in my class that blackens my face in front of the class when I complained about his indiscipline in the class. And this is true and this is dangerous to our society; to be a jack of all trades and master of none. This is what our system teaches; to be of no specific skill but to have blunt poles that would never jab inside the soil. And teachers' stories are no different these days. Teachers not only should teach, but also take off clothes and kick the ball in the wide posts or hit on legs! Teachers not only teach but also dance a monkey’s dances. Teachers should also sing to the loudest and demotivates pupils of singing in their future! Teachers should also dig the ground to sow the seeds of a fruit, which may not grow! Teachers not only should teach but also be a guide, a parent, a mentor, and teachers are the father of all, though they have fathered none.
Toilet cleaning is a new trend happening in Darla MSS. Darla is the father of toilet cleaning if it's followed by other schools. And where the hell is Darla? Darla was previously named Tala, Tala is now a money grinding machine in Bhutan. Hydroelectricity checks the balance of trade in Bhutan, especially with India.
In 2010, out came the teachers' toilet cleaning routine and to everybody’s surprised, it was unexpected. Some laughed at the foolish idea, some made funs, some didn’t want to use the toilet and clean so. So many odds and ends came out. This pushed a day with a stressed mind.
Those thoughtless Chamchas groups just did whatever asked, and the other half questioned whether it was good or bad. It is an order from the head, many submitted it into silence, indicating one had to follow. Head is the progenitor of all. He is considered an omniscient-all knowing, type of charlatan.
The dignity of labor is very important and the basic of all is cleaning the toilet. The huge routine was displayed (two lady teachers and two gent teachers) every morning and evening. To make this matter worse, there were some hues and cries amongst students. In one of my morning SUPW duty, I heard clearly some students talking resentfully that it best suits teachers and especially that discipline Lopen (name withheld) to clean the shit.
The fact that we have to clean the toilet was there was no wet sweeper in the school and the Dzongkhag wasn’t willing to give one despite so many unemployed scamps around. And that dry sweeper loved only dry one but wet boys!
Nobody took it seriously for more than two or three months, and I guessed nobody bothered to clean the toilet except a few paranoids. Within this period the matter worsens, instead of cleaning the shit, the huge heap of shit was purposely messed near the door of the toilet and either side of the pots. It was intentional and this matter reached the mastermind. And soon, there was three hours meeting on about shit and it was the shit meeting--to vomit some hard, undisclosed, and hidden words. Disagreement, agreement…etc…and to come up with the big solution. One-evaluation criteria will be from cleaning the toilet was to be understood by all. People must be forced into this democratic country sometimes! “This school is really becoming shit.” Our Lopen, who keeps his senses only through high alcohol, ended the meeting. The end of the meeting is always welcome and many a time I wish of ending the meeting before it starts. And beware, not with this life’s ending!
The story of cleaning toilets became quite successful because of the fear of losing PCS marks. The day’s cleaner would wake up early, reach before anyone could, flush the toilet, sweep the passageways and deodorize. And when school closes, the same routine is followed. Many did and many didn’t and now I feel sorry why I malingered and absconded from this civilized work for some days. And I, half sort of promise, when I join back, I will be the first one to go inside the toilet and the first one to come out. Haha.
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