Last Friday, afer I had waved good-bye to each bus as they pulled away from the school and walked back into my empty classroom the tears flowed. Not that I expected anything less… The year ended so suddenly, I mean, I know it’s the last day of school it’s a quantifiable thing – 53 days left, 29 days, 17 days, 10 days, 3, 2, 1…I knew it was coming and yet it happened so fast.
The last day took me by surprise, with the emotion I was feeling and to see my students get so emotional. I had 5th and 6th grade boys (and girls too) in tears as they walked out to the buses. I managed to hold it together until the kids left. Luckily. As I was standing up in front of my group of hooligans for the last time, saying my short little good-bye speech I nearly lost it…luckily, one of my favorite trouble makers kept interrupting me (in a good way) and the laughter won over the tears.
I finished packing out my room on Monday, and now it feels like a chapter is closed.
It’s back to a summer of applications, interviews and uncertainties. This Friday is when it all begins, I have an interview at the same school where I first interviewed last summer. It’s for a continuing position, so I wouldn’t have to do the interview circuit unless I wanted to, if I get the job that is. Through the grapevine I’ve heard that this job has been filled by someone else on a temporary contract for the past two years, so it’s kind of like the job is guaranteed to go to that teacher. Not to say that they couldn’t offer it to someone else, but how awful would it be if you were the teacher who’s worked there for two years and you didn’t get the job?
There may be a job for me back at SG, 6th grade even. I would have to interview for it and go through the process just like last year, but they may not know if the job actually exists until August, even a few weeks before school starts. Sound familiar?
I’ve seen that God will provide. In ways I didn’t think possible. This whole year has been proof of that. Four days before school starts and I land a job at my dream school. I mean, it was the last thing I ever expected. Whatever happens will be the right thing.
So, that’s my picture of life right now. Foggy, but beautiful…
