Apparently when it rains, it pours. And it did in fact rain this morning. I drove all the way to Richmond to the high school where I was supposed to substitute teach and was turned away by a lively bunch of 20-something teachers telling me that there was a power outage and that they were sending the kids home. Angry, I drove back through now accumulated morning traffic listening to Morning Edition and fantasized about yet another life path where I'm a full-time inner city high school teacher, rushing to work, finding a power outage and standing around chatting with my coworkers about my homeroom class. We huddle around in our hipster coats and plastic frame glasses, clutching travel coffeemugs. That's what they looked like, and I definitely felt a bit sad as I was drove back out of the parking lot. I started reading a blog (see Blogs I Read on the right) of an inner city school teacher and of course it's really about a million times harder than my fantasy, but after my day at the Oakland high school last week I felt like I might be up to the challenge. I checked out the Oakland School District program for teaching fellows, but they only accept people in the summer.
I found out that I'm still being considered for the position at the non-profit I interviewed with last week. I also got a call from Kelly-fucking-Services about a full-time position as a teacher's aide for a 2nd grade class. I feel like I'd almost rather work with middle or high school students though. At this point though, I'll take what I can get.
I was still angry all day though. I suppose angry is better than the feeling of utter defeat that I've had for the past two days. I'm almost completely broke right now. I was telling Katie (my housemate) that if I don't find a steady job by next week I'm going to consider moving back home and she said, "Nooo! You can't!" That made me feel pretty good. I love my housemates and my house, and I can't stand the thought of losing it all.
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Power outage... pshh... you grew up in Russia, you should have kept it real and called them "Capitalist Weaklings!!!" But I'm being stupid, and I defiinitly have to say... NOOOOOO!!!! As much fun it would be to have a friend closer to me, YOU ARE HAPPY where you are, don't come back unless you have a weeks worth of cloths in a suitcase for visiting. Keep fighting Girl... I'm sure money will come...
Thanks for the comment on my blog! I haven't been writing in it as much as I wanted because things have been so busy at school, etc. Have you thought about doing Teach For America? We have a few TFA people at my school and they really like it. It's good to hear that you want to be an inner city high school teacher. The kids need someone like you.
I was subbing for a while before I started teaching and I found the same thing - no one does any work. Sometimes the teacher doesn't even leave you any work! What I started doing was just talking to the kids about whatever, what their school was like, the new Kanye album, whatever. It made the day go faster and it was cool to connect with the kids.
Let me know if you have any questions! I love to talk about my job.
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