Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
This song from the Wizard of Oz played through my head all day yesterday. It was made official yesterday that my principal accepted the other job and has left my school. I will not have to deal with him anymore, at least that is what I was told yesterday. In the week that he was back after a month of medical leave (due to some mental distress he was having) he only caused chaos and a lot of stress for me and many others at the school. He was not well enough to come back, and though I hate that I feel so much joy that he is gone and that he was having some mental issues, I can't really say that I am sorry that he is gone. I just hope that he doesn't decide he wants to come back. The school's board seems to think that he should not, which should be the final say in the matter.
I truly do hope that he gets back into better mental health, and that he enjoys his new job. I certainly do not wish him ill will; I am not a spiteful person at heart. However, I, and many others, firmly believe that the school will be better off without him. I just hope that whoever replaces him is not worse. I am in a much better mood than I was in last week. Unless, he is there today when I get to school, I think my mood will improve and the problems that we had last week will be behind us, and we can correct some issues.