My daughter’s former and my son’s soon-to-be preschool is a parent cooperative in which parents help in the classroom and do jobs throughout the year. My job, one that I was particularly interested in doing, was to organized the “Bike Closet.” There are no bikes in there. There is just about everything else, and it is jumbled in the disarray of many years’ worth of shoving things in, changes in teachers leaving things unclaimed, and poor design in a room that is difficult to design to begin with. Upon entering the room, one is confronted by odd hip-high platforms and dark recesses. Part of the floor is dirt and sends up clouds of dust when walked upon.
My original plan was to go in with a friend, get the stuff out, put in some shelves, and organize the stuff as I put it back in. Over the course of the year, there were plans to get architects and contractors, so we were put on hold. During a parent work day, a few of us emptied the room. The stuff sat in the school basement from that point on, and the landlord, a church, finally got tired of the pile of junk taking over the basement. They put the pressure on the school administration, and here we are back at the plan of getting some shelves and organizing the stuff.
I spent all of Friday doing this and made a pretty good dent on the job. I hope to finish Saturday.