we're starting on the first day of school in 2009, and anna belle garza has just finished making the morning announcements. anna belle put the microphone down. her office looked like a sublet. other pictures of her own children, she had managed to hang little more than an outdated portrait of the city skyline taken before all the new condo towers went up, a whiteboard in used to be planning 900 student schedules and a sign that said "sometimes you just have to take the leap and build your wigs on the way down -- your wings on the way down." there hadn't been much time to decorate. the lobby's trophy case looks like a time capsule. a sign written with a felt marker proclaimed "raiders raid knowledge." a week ago with the superintendent's visit looming, anna belle had finally taken one of the guidance counselors aside and asked, what do we need to make this presentable? money. so anna belle went killing in her purse to pay for a trip to ikea and then walked across the courtyard picking up trash muttering, the other principals are not doing this right now. they also didn't have their you