Incredibly exciting stuff, I know.
(Almost) everything is going according to post-Europe plan. Job, check. Car, check. Whole30...not so much. Oops.
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Here's how it happened. After a couple of weeks of applications and interviews in various school districts, followed by a week or so of radio silence, I rather rashly accepted the first job I was offered (which I think is a fairly normal thing for a recent college grad to do), and promptly had a panic attack (also a normal thing for a recent college grad to do?).
To be honest, it's been kind of overwhelming: I'm the substitute librarian at my school, which means that I have to learn the name of every single student in the school. I have to teach teeny, wiggly little first-graders, surly fifth-graders whom I have to look up at to look in the eye, and everything in between. I have to shelve the books, which despite my best efforts end up in the wrong places, facing backwards on the shelves, their pages bent with almost origami-like technique.
I knew that jumping in in the middle of a school year would be rough, but it's even more so in a job that I'm not technically qualified for. The teaching stuff I've got down, it's the extra librarian piece that is proving more difficult. Ain't nobody got certification for that.
But I'm also excited that I took the chance to do something a little bit different. I wouldn't ordinarily be able to be a librarian with my current teaching certificate, so, even though it's tough, and I'm learning that it's not what I want to do for the rest of my life, it's a new experience for me. And if nothing else, this experience is confirming my belief that I want to teach second grade. (AKA not fifth.)
So, you know. I backpacked around Europe and learned how to take chances. Not a cliché at all.
And now it's Spring Break and I'm finally getting around to writing a blog post about a job that I got a month and a half ago. Working full-time means my days just fly by, and suddenly I realize, holy moly, I was in Ireland three months ago.
And, yes, I am still talking about it.
But I'm also excited that I took the chance to do something a little bit different. I wouldn't ordinarily be able to be a librarian with my current teaching certificate, so, even though it's tough, and I'm learning that it's not what I want to do for the rest of my life, it's a new experience for me. And if nothing else, this experience is confirming my belief that I want to teach second grade. (AKA not fifth.)
So, you know. I backpacked around Europe and learned how to take chances. Not a cliché at all.
And now it's Spring Break and I'm finally getting around to writing a blog post about a job that I got a month and a half ago. Working full-time means my days just fly by, and suddenly I realize, holy moly, I was in Ireland three months ago.
And, yes, I am still talking about it.
