Clari’s Whims

When school ended and everyone was already working on resumes and getting letters of recommendation and all that, I shrugged my shoulders and said flatly, “I don’t wanna teach anymore.”

To a few of my horrified friends I explained that no amount of flattery or encouragement will get me to change my mind; I was soured by my second student teaching placement, I am in desperate need of a break, and I seriously doubt my abilities as an educator…so leave me alone until I personally feel better. Because until then, as the four year old’s defense goes, “You can’t make me.”

So far I haven’t even gotten a full time summer job. I mean, I babysit, I work at DSW, I still sew for people on occassion, I list stuff on ebay, I’m not JOBLESS per sey, but I’m sitting here at 11am on a weekday doing nothing when I could be making money. Three of my sisters have been hired for full time, contracted teaching positions. Last night my friend Vic told me he got hired in the district I went through as a kid. He started looking for jobs FOR me and then convinced me to get on PAREAP which is how teachers find jobs in PA and how jobs find teachers.

I finally filled out the agonizingly long application and clicked “I’m interested” in one or two jobs. I have no idea what will come of all this; I’ll probably still be subbing in the fall…but at least I’m on there and sort of looking now. I also am thinking seriously about playing my clarinet again. I haven’t touched it since my ill-fated jury that ruined my gpa for the semester.

So, I guess I’m finally getting over it and moving on, musically and job-wise.