Tuesday, July 1, 2008

For Everything, There is a Season. . .

These last two weeks have been absolutely out of control for me, but I now see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I'm pretty sure it may not be an oncoming train. I finished my portfolios for Multicultural Education and turned them in last night at 10:30. (Funny enough, they were graded by 1:00 today! I'm going to keep telling myself that she really did read all 50 pages of my portfolio, in addition to the people that turned in early . . . yeah . . .) I have to admit, thought, although I do not buy into the concept of multiculturalism and multicultural education 100%, it did raise my ponderings of certain issues. Ask me some time, and let's discuss!

I also, almost before I fully comprehended what was happening, accepted a new job. A second opening of the Instructional Technology variety came open, and a week ago they called me on Monday, interviewed me on Tuesday, and hired me on Wednesday. I have so many different feelings going on in me right now that I can hardly stand still. I was initially excited and jumping for joy. Then, I sat down to e-mail my new principal at Travis, who I had really grown to like and was looking forward to working with, and a bit of a rain cloud darkened some of my excitement. My real sadness came, however, as I wrote my "good-bye" e-mail to my staff. I really am going to miss many things about the school, and as I cleaned out the last of my stuff from my classroom today, I couldn't stop the memories from running through my head, from the first day I ever set foot on campus seven years ago as a bright-eyed, sparkling new teacher, to moments with kids (good, bad, and funny), just all kinds of memories. And as I shut off my lights and locked my door for the last time, the tears started to roll. A new teacher happened to be coming down the hall at this point and kindly offered to help me carry all of my junk out to my car. She probably thought I was nuts. I'm a little afraid of my new position . . . I'll be holed up in an office, so will I make friends like I had at Travis? Will I miss having students? Will I be good enough at this job? Then, still, there are things about Travis I absolutely will not miss. I'll leave those for discussion some other day.

But, now, I have turned in my keys, my position has been filled, and all I can do now is look forward to my new position. So wish me luck as I prepare to report in August, and in the meantime take THREE summer school classes. (I have no idea what I was smoking when I signed up for that!!!