Some of you have probably been witness to my whines about how, although I like my job OK, I miss teaching. Having taught only at independent schools thus far (which are few and far between around here), I am not certified, and I’ve been spoiled by many of the perqs of independent schools, such as smaller class sizes, so I don’t really want to teach at a public school, anyway.
Well, Friday, I was putzing around on the internet (surprise!) and saw an ad for an English teacher at a Catholic school about an hour north of here. I sent off a letter and resume, thinking who knows what could come of it, but even if nothing did, I’d hardly be crying in my beer, since I’m not desperate for a job. But if I didn’t give it a shot, I’d always wonder. So I sent my stuff, and then sort of forgot about it.
Monday evening when I got home from work, I noticed on my caller ID that the Catholic school had called. Wow, I thought. That was fast! I phoned them back today, and the nice lady said she’d called last night to tell me that the position (which was only open for a week!) had been filled, but that another Catholic school in the area (a boys’ school) was in search of a Yearbook/Journalism teacher.
Since this is not my area, and I’m hardly in the throes of a full-on attempt at a career change anyway, I told her that I didn’t have any journalism experience (which is true) and so would probably not be a good match for that other job, thanked her kindly for her call, and went on about my business, thinking, Ah, well, que sera sera and all that jazz…
After about an hour, I started thinking, What the hell…? All they can do is say NO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE HEATHEN, and I’m really liking this whole thing where I actually make an effort (from the safety of my desk here at my nice secure job) towards getting back to teaching, instead of just whining about it. So I fired off a letter and resume to the boys’ school, too.
And then I sat and felt somewhat accomplished.
Just now I got a call from the Headmaster of the Boys’ school.
WTF??? I’m thinking. I just put my information in the mail an HOUR ago! The postal service is really working for that postage increase!
Turns out that he’d been given my name and contact info by Sister Filled Position at the other school, and wondered if I might like to come interview for the position at his school…?
I told him I’d just sent him my resume (now it was all beginning to feel very fated) and he said he’d be in contact about an interview when he received it.
Wow.
So… can you picture me with a room full of genuflecting boys (guess this means I’ll have to buy a bra…)?
What the hell do I know from yearbook (although I’m assuming that Sister Hookup did tell him about my lack of journalism experience)?
And above all, what am I thinking, anyway??? I can’t afford to live on a Catholic School teacher’s salary! :smack:
Thanks for listening.
