Moral Maze

When I was younger I regularly left jobs when I felt that politically or morally they were not all that. For example I left the paper as I had promised my students I would when a story was pulled.(and regretted it long after.)   I also left a nursing home as I felt the owners spent more money and attention on their dogs than on their clients, but as a result it meant I left people with whom I was definitely making a bond, despite my crap cooking - I grilled smoked salmon for example, (how was I supposed to know),  and the retrograde effect that this had on their health. (. Clearly in retrospect I should have reported them but withdrew my labour instead - but I was only 15 at the time and the only one on duty and giving out drugs, which was illegal at the time so did not really know how to handle the situation)

Most jobs present these dilemmas I find, even at the college where I worked for 12 years, my longest anywhere, towards the end there were things that I felt were corrupt, and I know a number of people had become seriously ill probably with the stress of the work as a contributing factor (including our union rep whose masters was on stress at work and was said that work had been a contributing factor in her cancer)  but luckily I found a job and my way out and did what I had wanted to do for yearsworked abroad.   So here what should I do?  Should I let the things that concern me about the Foundation e.g. e.g my high cost and the impact on other things that the school can do or not do as a result and the Foundations slightly dodgy entry procedures at other schools where children come in en mass to unnotified  and therefore unprepared teachers, sway me or should I say, hang on a mo, the Foundation is providing English at an early age the kids and parents aren't complaining and luckily the teachers are brilliant and although it is not ideal they find a solution and it is no worse than elsewhere in the country (though our parents are paying for the privilege) AND  you and your colleagues are trying to bring these concerns to the Foundation to help improve these things,  So this morning I must admit the former position was making me feel uneasy about staying, but by this afternoon as per usual a nice day with the kids and and an even lovelier evening at the Ashu with the owners baby (only 7 months and already saying mama sounds) make me think oh it is nice here and although my boss does not understand what compost is at the moment and she has a million other things to think about she is very tolerant of this pest and very supportive of my crazy ideas such as Robert Robot.  So all in all better than a lot of places.  So basically I still do not know what to do.

This is a picture of Robot Robert, not very elegant I know, but I am pleased we made him or should that be Roberta.