Okay, so it’s been a while. I feel like I’ve given myself some time to get my “act together” so to speak and I’ve gotten over the shock of the news. I’m actually doing quite well, considering my circumstances. I haven’t had any anxiety, which I was expecting, and I’m truly grateful for that. I only cried for two days, also good, I guess. And I stopped saying nasty things about my employers within a matter of days. I have yet to quit talking about how bad things will be there next year, mostly because they will be bad, not because I still have hard feelings. Besides my principal has asked me a few times to reapply, and has complemented me on my “positive attitude” at school these past couple of weeks. This did make me feel better.
For the record, I am going to reapply. As an option. It looks like the 1 cent sales tax might just pass, and I could get my job back. But I have to think about the question my dad asked me too, “do you really want to be one of those people that stays in the same place for 30 years?” Um…no, Dad, I don’t. I never thought I would be. I like change, and the challenges that come with it. I did think that I’d be at EM for another year. I never thought that I would be the one Rifed. So much for thinking your immune huh?
When Arizona passed the no-tenure law, perhaps I should have maybe seen this coming. I was tenured for all of 3 months. It was sweet while it lasted. I thought that maybe since I came from a small district that has a tradition of caring for its employees and treating them like family that maybe they would over-look this, or at least take it into consideration. I don’t say this to completely rag on my district, not really. I know that the people running things think differently than the people who used to fill those positions. Our superintendent and vice-superintendent both come from big districts, with their big ideas of how things should be. I don’t know if you can apply “big politics” to small districts effectively. All of the sudden these guys come in with their data hungry brains and number crunching ways of doing things.
Data isn’t all bad. But my kids come first. I know what I’m doing. It’s trial and error. Data doesn’t always apply. But for these guys, if you don’t do things by the book, you’re not doing them right. Too bad they don’t offer constructive criticism when they do their walk throughs. That would have been helpful, Mr. Superintendent. I don’t read minds very well, ask my students, I tell them that all the time!
So I have some decisions to make. What do I want to do with the rest of my life?! What are my options? Where do I want to go?
First of all, when I started teaching I always thought that I’d want to teach high school. I’ve been teaching jr. high for four years. I always thought I’d be teaching history. I’m teaching reading. Don’t get me wrong… I love teaching reading. I love to read. I loved English in high school. I’m highly qualified in both subjects. It’s really hard to get a high school history job anyway, unless you coach football. I don’t coach football.
I’m looking into the following options for n0w:
1. Teaching online as an adjunct teacher at the school my husband works for currently through the summer and see if I like it.
2. Reapplying to my district.
3. Applying to Chandler Unified, which is where my husbands job is, so we could maybe move over there.
4. Applying to Juneau and Anchorage in Alaska-I’ve heard good things, I’m don’t have kids yet, and I don’t have a house, and they pay about 5k more to START than I make after 4 years with all the coaching that I’ve done. And I have family up there, and we have friends who just moved to Anchorage.
5. My aunt called me to say there was an opening at Southern Wells High School (where my mom went, where my cousins all went, etc..) in Indiana. Who has openings in Indiana? Really? It’s impossible to find teaching jobs in the midwest- which is why so many teachers come out here from there.
6. Move in with Mark and Mindy, babysit for them and sit on my rear end all day. Hmm… not all that appealing, though I love them dearly.
Time will tell what God has in store for me and my husband and this job “opportunity”.