In answer to Library Girl’s enquiry yesterday, there’s lots of reasons why people have to guard the toilets. You have no idea how many people want to steal them….
No. Smoking is one, though we don’t have all that many kids who are stupid enough to smoke, considering we have a population of 1500. Another reason is that some kids might decide that the toilets are a nice quiet place to sit with your friends and eat your lunch, which is slightly ewww!
Sometimes kids think it’s highly amusing to get toilet paper, wet it (hopefully under the taps) and then throw it gleefully all around the place. This usually happens in the boys’ toilets rather than the girls.
Graffiti is another reason.
Kids taking 10 minute showers after their swim when we’re in the middle of a drought is another reason. Agsin, not a problem with the girls, but Trevor was saying how he was timing the boys’ showers and only letting them have 2 minutes.
Another reason is to keep an eye in case anyone is being bullied. Again, wasn’t a problem on my watch but you never know when it’ll surface.
The one that I remember happened the first year I was a teacher. I had a year 7 home group and one of the girls came to get me, saying that her friend was crying in the toilets. It was a swimming sports day and these girls had a race in about half an hour. I went into the toilets to see what was wrong.
It turned out that this girl had started her period that morning, (her second one ever) and her mother had flipped her a tampon as she rushed out the door to go to work and told the girl to use it otherwise she couldn’t go swimming. This kid had no idea how to insert the tampon and by this stage was totally tense and traumatised.
I was just a young teacher and had no idea that this sort of stuff was in the job description. I couldn’t believe that a mother would set her child up for failure like this. I stood outside the cubicle, walking her through it step by step, then waited outside to give her some privacy, because she was hugely embarrassed. It all ended happily and she went off to swim in her race, but if no one was guarding the toilets the day would have been a nightmare for that poor kid.
In other news, I was able to knit like mad and I finished the back. I’m also sunburnt… so sunburnt that it’s surprising I couldn’t hear my skin sizzle as I stood in the sun for the 4 minute conversation that got me. Damn that concrete which reflected the sun up under my hat!