31 kids and a blind girl

This school year, with all of the trials and tribulations that are faced in every classroom, I am unfortunately put into the an unsatisying situation of having 32 students crammed into a little class. We are like sardines in their little tin container. One student being a child with special needs. She is legally blind. How am I suppose to teach in this environment? Are they trying to make me quit? In any case, I better be at least nominated and considered for Teacher of the Year.
What makes matters most, is that my area superintendent paid us a visit and came up with a list of things that we have to be in compliance with by tomorrow. This "ticky - tack crap" as I have labled it, has nothing to do with student achievement or making my job easier. If anything, these things that I have to do, will actually make my job harder and more time consuming. But it will make her $100,000+a year job easier to check up on us with a checklist that is quite absurd. Also, there is no end in sight to my sardine can obstacle. I hate it! But I guess, we all have bosses who are stupid and we can't stand.
There are, however, good sides to my year. As with last year, my students make me smile daily. For example, last week we spent Tuesday discussing 9/11 and Patriot's Day. I tried to get my students to understand why we remember that day, those who have risked their lives, and those who continue to risk their lives in the war. My students came alive with questions and comments about why we are fighting in Iraq and when were we going to get Bin Ladin. They were fascinated. My teachable moment prevailed. I had succeeded.
Later that week, we were finding articles in the newspaper about Risks and Consequences for our Concept/Question board. They were again enthralled with displaying the topic. Many found pictures and articles about football players who took risks of injury every week. Some found articles on the Consequences on 9/11, pictures of the towers and Ground Zero. There was also a picture of Osama in the paper, showing the new picture that may or may not be of him from the video that may or may not be from him. And in that teachable moment, one of my students came to me with the picture cut out for me to see. "Look, Ms. Guidry!" said the proud student beaming, "This is the man that is trying to kill us with the toilet paper hair!" After laughing hysterically, I began to beam, knowing that even with 32 students in my class, I was still able to get through to them. Even if we were learning in a sardine can.