
Before the New York City Council decided last week to vote in favor of Michael Bloomberg’s plan to extend term limits, attorneys were already challenging the new law in court.
Reports after the Council voted made note of two lawsuits, one filed by members of the Council who opposed the majority and the other, filed on October 22, on behalf of, as the Times concisely put it, “ten public school teachers…contending that changing the law without a referendum breached voters’ civil rights and due-process rights.”
Who are they? Why do they care? And what do they have against the crop of term-limited office holders currently running their city?
These tenured educators sit all day in what they call a "rubber room," and they blame their captivity on Michael Bloomberg.
Kindergarten teacher Brandi Scheiner said she is facing charges of "excessive use of glue" and "poor rug management." Her rubber roommate and co-plaintiff Thomasina Robinson, a high school gym teacher and former teacher of the year, said she is charged with pulling a student's ponytail. Two students will testify that she didn't, she said, if the Department of Education ever sets a hearing date. So far, it's been 22 months.
The complaint names Bloomberg and every member of the City Council as defendants (they are all named in order to "insure that they are all formally on notice"). It charges that in passing the term-limits legislation, Bloomberg and Speaker Christine Quinn used "improper and potentially illegal pressures to intimidate others." The resulting deals with Council members, according to the complaint, were "designed and/or intended to deprive Plaintiffs and other NYC voters of their rights to determine" the issue in a referendum. The plaintiffs are harmed not only as New Yorkers, the complaint charges, but also as people whose due process rights are already being violated by Bloomberg and will continue to be as long as he remains in office. Documents filed so far leave the harm issue at that, but the plaintiffs themselves tell a more colorful story.
"We call it the rubber room because it makes you lose your mind," explained Scheiner. (The Department of Education calls them temporary reassignment centers.) According to Scheiner and Robinson, the rubber room at 333 7th Avenue has no windows; picnic chairs for seats; dirty floors; three toilets for a hundred women; and two security guards at the exit. The teachers sit in their picnic chairs, read, and "get on each others' nerves," in Robinson's words. For a little while she was teaching her colleagues Chi Kung, a Chinese exercise form, but the guards don't let her anymore. "They didn't want us to have any movement," she said.
In an interview last week, Scheiner explained that she had been delighted to learn that she had been asked to report for jury duty. "It's clean here," she said on a call from the courthouse. "Nobody's flipping out!"
"We were very jealous," said Robinson afterward. The rubber room isn't all crossword puzzles and Sudoku, these aggrieved teachers say.
"People are having asthma, all types of pulmonary problems," said Robinson. She said one woman died of pulmonary complications shortly after returning to her rubber room this September. Stress and shame haunt the teachers too. Robinson added that "a lot of people have not told their partners and their family."
Asked whether it was possible to land in the rubber room for excessive use of glue, Department of Education spokesperson Andrew Jacob said he could not comment on individual cases. But he said rubber room residents fall into three categories: teachers accused of corporal punishment, teachers who have been arrested and teachers whose "schools have documented that they are incompetent or ineffective."
The teachers believe that Bloomberg—who runs the Department of Education—encourages trumped-up charges against experienced teachers as part of a larger strategy to replace public education with charter schools.
"It's not about money," said Scheiner.
Teachers earn their full salary while sitting in rubber rooms, though Robinson says she has lost the opportunity to earn "per session" wages for running after school activities. It has been reported that the rubber rooms cost the city $65 million per year.
Jacob, from the education department, said that the purpose of keeping suspect teachers in rubber rooms is "protecting the welfare of the children." If the process is inefficient, he said, it is because of strictures placed on the department by union contracts and state law.
In the teachers' view, a new mayor is their only shot at freedom.
"What do I have to look forward to if I've already sat there for two years and they haven't respected due process?" asked Robinson. If Bloomberg serves a third term, "is he going to respect it then?"
She worries that her career is over. Even if she applies for positions outside of the city, she will have to explain a two-year gap in her resume.
"I can't say I've been in the rubber room," she said, laughing. She mimicked a job interviewer: "What kind of person are you?"
Tales from the rubber room aren't the only drama set to unfold. The teachers' lawyer, Edward Fagan, says he will argue that Bloomberg's pressure tactics in getting council members' votes were illegal. "Arms were twisted, pledges were made, people changed their votes in exchange for some as of yet undetermined reason," said Fagan. "That's out-and-out fraud."
He will ask the Southern District of New York federal court early this week for an order to preserve evidence, which he says includes council staffers' text messages, emails, and faxes. "There were hundreds of people out there shuttling agreements between people. Those documents are evidence," he said.
The teachers' strategy is vastly different from the plaintiff council members', whose arguments against extending term limits in documents filed so far have turned on finer points of administrative law. Fagan said he disagrees with their emphasis on criticizing the council's vote itself rather than the action around the vote.
"The vote is the car," he explained. "When the car drives over you, you sue because you got driven over, not because the car exists."
A spokesperson for the New York City Law Department said the office was "in receipt of the lawsuits and we're in the process of reviewing them."
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Rubber Room novel, "Confessions of a Rogue Teacher"
Dear,
While preparing for my 7 and a half minutes of fame on Montel William’s Air Across America Radio show yesterday, May 8th, I checked out your article on the Rubber Room. Would love to talk about it.
My self-published, first person point of view novel, Confessions of a Rogue Teacher(iUniverse, 2008), takes the reader through its Dantean Labyrinth.
Though my fictional protagonist Manuel Quesada has some of me, it’s not me. I wrote a novel, not a memoir. A memoir holds faithful to events, often stranger than fiction, and characters, often bigger than life. A novelist creates his own universe, rearranging the world and altering time to better tell a story. But my universe conforms to real life and a world more real still, peopled by true flesh and blood characters, some rogue teacher, not all good or all bad.
Don Quixote is and isn’t Miguel de Cervantes. Huck Finn is and is not Mark Twain. Manuel Jesus Quesada is and is not George Colon, though there’s a lot of Jorge in him, Papo from the South Bronx.
Mr. Colon never physically fought a student after his first year, when he was jumped outside South Bronx High School while trying to stop a fight. Mr. Quesada does in his twentieth year. Mr. Colon came close in the last of his very difficult thirty years – but never did, as many colleagues did.
Unlike Mr. Quesada, Mr. Colon overcame the temptations of flirting female students and controlled his own passions – unlike many of his colleagues.
His emotional involvement with students and fondness for own words did land him in the Rubber Room of lore and legend where rogue teachers go when plucked from the classroom and assigned administrative work. After the bureaucrats decided he didn’t pose a threat to children, Mr. Colon returned to a classroom, without having to stir.
His UFT lawyer took care of everything and Mr. Colon enjoyed his R and R from the great school wars, shuffling papers, doing crossword puzzles, reading novels and working on his other novel, Blair House. No lessons to plan, no papers to grade. Not a bad life, really, although he did yearn for chalk dust. He even got a bonus when payroll failed to deduct the many sick days he took and he wound up with a little extra cash on his retirement this past June. And yes, the system paid a substitute while he took his rest.
Rage at indignities suffered at the hands of a troubled student and the indifference of administrators and deans overcome Mr. Quesada, unlike Mr. Colon, and the bureaucrats yanked out of his classroom. Unlike Mr. Colon, he goes on a downward spiral and in a weakened state, he can’t resist the temptations of his teacher’s pet. Like all protagonist, Manny Quesada must resolve his own problem.
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