All Out of One Glass

I feel like Im in an odd sort of limbo lately.

I have a job. I have a classroom.

I dont have students – no one knows when they will be starting and if it will be after the break
I dont have email – people keep asking why I didnt know about this meeting or that cookie break
I dont have a mail box – stuff for me is getting shoved in brandus’ box, who usually forgets to give it to me

It feels like i DONT really have a job, in some ways. I mean, if they want to pay me to sit and obsessively rearrange my new classroom, I really dont mind, but it feels weird. And I havent gotten paid YET, so Im not entirely sure Im not just..here..volunteering to inventory and deal with the layout of a new PreK classroom, which is harder than you would think.

But, one of my supervisors just called me, wanting to get me trained in one of the curriculums, so I suppose I havent made everything up. Unless Im having auditory hallucinations as well.

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I Will Not Play Your Chinese Food Mind Games

There is no real content today. Today, silverspiral productions brings you an incomplete post that was written some time last year! While we were still in Alaska! And the baby was still breastfed!

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I had plans. I had things to discuss.

I had..no idea what the heck was going on this week.

The High School Graduation Exam is this week. Which I get to proctor to the kids who get accommodations and modifications.

And I had forgotten all about it.

So, this morning was spent frantically redoing my schedule so that my aide could do it – and still be able to cover all three of my intensive needs kids and all of their aides, then running to find my keys, then running back to get my computer, then ducking into the only room in the school I can actually hide in to pump in (pumping! thats what I wanted to talk about! Well, that, and being attacked by rabid weasels. Which are really more or less the same thing), then to pick up the tests, which cannot leave my hands once i pick them up, then to find my kids – 2 out of 3 missing in action, then to administer the darn thing, which is more boring than you would ever guess.

And then?

Kid 2 finally strolls in.

Im sorry. Let me rephrase that.

Kid 2 bursts into the library, disturbing everyone in there, which was about 8 kids, yelling and calling out to them. Because he thinks he’s cool.

He totally isnt. No matter how baggy his pants are, I am still cooler than him.

And Im not cool.

And this is a really boring story.

Basically, he sucked, talked alot, refused to take his test, i kicked him out, the principal brought him back and convinced him to actually take the darn thing – then he walked off campus after lunch and wasnt allowed back on.

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i really have no idea where this story was going, either. more testing? more about kid 2? more about why im cool? possibly more about pumping and how every single guy on staff (all three of them) managed to walk in on me pumping at one time or another? and how NO WOMEN, even though we greatly outnumbered the guys on staff, ever did? weird, isnt it?

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More Fun Fun

So, I have a job.

Funny story! See, I had this interview at the rec center for a part time job as the After School Program Director. they were supposed to call me by last Wednesday, where I could then call Belk, who also offered me a job, and say no thanks to Belks, and jaunt off happily to do the fun stuff with kids like crafts and games and sing dumb camp songs.

Wednesday passes by. No call!

Thursday begins to pass by..no call.

Finally, at around 6 o’clock, when I’ve got a cranky baby on my hip, and Im trying to finish dinner – stir frying veggies one handed? AWESOME – the phone chirps like it does when there is a message.

Hmm, thinks I. Perhaps the rec center called! i should check my messages right away!

It’s not the rec center. It’s not Belk. It’s…Brandus’ principal. She wants me to call her right away, and she leaves me the school number, her cell number AND her home number.

Err? thinks I. She does not state it’s an emergency, and it didn’t sound like anything weird had happened to brandus, so i return the call. cautiously, as people are often crazier than they appear.

DO I WANT A JOB? she says there is one open if im interested – show up tomorrow. bring ID!

???! is my basic response, as that..sounded more like a job OFFER than a job INTERVIEW.

but hey, i show up, i have my resume and letter of rec and praxis schools and what the hell.

and then? i get introduced around the school, during my “interview” as the new special ed Pre K teacher!

So..i have a job? I start tomorrow? Yay money?

*weeps quietly in corner*

I dont know what i did to the teaching gods, but they could at least stop mocking me, you know?

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Goods and Bads

While a part of me is still wanting to run around the block waving an American flag and screaming “WHOOOOO!” at the top of my lungs after the election, another part of me is wanting to hide under the bed until life stops being mean.

I got asked to leave my long term sub job, which I was not heartbroken by, by any means. I call the other schools I have subbed for and let them know I am available again. Both schools sound..startled or more like, ‘and why the fuck are you calling?’

We just got a notice in the mail that Voldemort’s and my health insurance rates are going up $30 a month.

We just got a notice that daycare rates are going up anywhere from $10 to $25 a week.

And I’m unemployed.

We could pull him out of daycare, and I could stay home full time with him. Not really something I’m interested in doing, to be honest, but I could do it and I wouldn’t fell the urge to stab myself in the throat everyday, the way I do with teaching.

I could get any other job around here. But Blockbuster gave me a sad face and an ‘ooops! you just missed our hiring for the season!’ so Im really not sure if it will work or it’s worth it.

If I can find a job paying $6 an hour, and get full time work, we can pay for daycare and pay for health insurance.

It’s usually about this time that I start thinking, “I bet I could get a job as a teacher…” And every time, ultimately, I’ve made that choice to teach. I’ve chosen my wallet over my mental health.

I have a list of places to go today. I’ll dress nicely, smile pretty, cross my fingers and pray to whatever deity might be out there to just give me a fucking job already.

And then I’ll look at the school websites.

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Day of the Suck

Let me ask you a question.

Let’s say you have two jobs, job A and job B.

At job A, worker A comes into work at 7:30am, looks over the plans left on the desk, executes plans, walks children to bus, and leaves.

For this, worker A brings home the tidy sum of $90.

At job B, worker B comes into work at 7:30am, looks over plans made by self previously, executes plans, walks children to bus, does report cards, attends afterschool training, does before and afterschool duty once a week, holds parent/teacher conferences, and creates more lesson plans.

For this, worker B brings home the tidy sum of $90.

Worker B looks at worker A’s job and says, HUH? She contacts people, asking if this was right. She is told to shut up and do the work assigned, even though she WAS worker A just a few short weeks ago.

She emails the principal, expressing concerns and asking for clarification of responsibilities.

Email is ignored.

Worker B then contacts the district office by phone, and is addressed as, “oh yes, the one who wants more money.”

One week later, worker B is called into principal’s office, at the end of the day after the kids and the aide have left and told she won’t be needed anymore. When worker B asks why, she is told that her lesson plans are lacking and the way she speaks to the kids makes the principal frown. Ignore the fact that there was no notice taken when worker B brought up concerns about how aide B spoke to the kids in the classroom.

Now, what would you bet is the REAL reason worker B was asked to leave?

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