In December, she despatched packages of goodies to the 12th graders in her British literature class who had been studying “Macbeth.” Among these included: Renaissance-era snacks, plastic swords, scripts, headdresses and a sequence mail coif, all so the scholars might act out the play, she mentioned.
But one pupil didn’t obtain any supplies till the unit was largely full.
“This is such a small thing, to be able to go to the post office and you spend $70 on materials, on priority mailing materials, to students because you really want them to have it for this special event, and you really can’t count on them being there,” Mrs. Nelson Selinsky mentioned. The Postal Service is “a thing that we should be able to count on, and we just can’t.”
Occasionally, the delays could be a matter of life and demise. Naya, a cat with large sage eyes discovered dumped in a Corona beer field, had a illness brought on by a sort of deadly, feline coronavirus treatable solely by a drug bought by means of “the underground cat railroad,” mentioned Daniela Stolfi-Tow, who volunteers for a cat rescue group in Hawaii. They name her the “corona kitten,” she added.
When Ms. Stolfi-Tow ordered treatment, it was held up in New York and by no means arrived. The signs grew to become obvious: Naya began to lose the power to stroll straight, jerking and falling over.
Ms. Stolfi-Tow ordered one other cargo held up in California that by no means arrived, and was making ready to get on a airplane herself to choose up the treatment. But lastly, a 3rd order arrived. It was despatched by means of FedEx.
“I just cried. I was just like, ‘Oh, my God, you saved her life,’” she mentioned. “It’s appalling to me that the government has not stepped in and said, ‘Hey, get it together or stop taking packages until you can deal with whatever the problem is.’”