I'd Like to Offer You . . .

I've heard that it's a good idea to write down everything that happens to better remember and learn from our experiences.  I think I have a a great opportunity for both in creating this blog so I've decided to try and see how far goes.  This is my teaching story.  This is how it started.

I scheduled my interview on a Thursday and interviewed on Friday.  The only person there was the superintendent and it lasted three hours.  Just him and I.  Talking.  For three hours.  It went well.  Then, I waited.

On Thursday of the next week (one week after scheduling the interview) I was at work at the CDL when N came down to my room to tell me that the superintendent was on the phone.  I assumed that meant they were talking with my boss for a reference but what she really meant was that they were on the phone for ME.  Oh.  I took the call and was offered the position of Kindergarten teacher.  I said I wanted to see the classroom and meet the principal but when I hung up, I told everybody I had a job.  You couldn't have wiped the smile off my face.  The first to find out?  My boss.  The next?  Everyone else at work.  I couldn't call anyone else to tell them until I got off work but still got to celebrate with great people that I had worked with for 2 years.  

Leaving work, I tried to call White Lake to tell mom, dad, Jim, and Nolan but nobody answered.  Second call?  Bethany.  I didn't know much about it except to say that I had a job but that was all that was important.  I got through to White Lake after hanging up with Bethany and everyone celebrated my news.  Mom cried.  I didn't.  Next?  FACEBOOK!  That was pretty much how everyone else found out.  It's the best way to spread news.  In total, I had 22 comments and 10 "like this" comments on my status.  

By Saturday, I decided that since I had already told everyone else that I was going to teaching Kindergarten maybe I should call and officially accept the position and I did.  It felt great to know I was gainfully employed for at least 1 year.  Especially since my summer jobs lifeguarding and at the CDL were over that Friday.  Now if only I could see my classroom . . .