The past month at work has been an emotional roller coaster. I hate to say it, but I’m glad this school year is over for the most part.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love my job and what I do. It’s just that every year I end up feeling like Nanny McPhee. A bit displaced, but I know it’s time to move on. Not this year though, I strongly felt that I am supposed to stay at the school I’m currently working at after a lot of thought and prayer. Thankfully they had the hours to keep me for next year. I just squeaked in though.
The postings for all the schools came out last week for my job. Everyone was shocked to see how few positions there were available to post into. We had a couple full time positions for my school, and I was praying I would be able to post into one of those. Seeing the list this year, I didn’t feel I had much hope of getting one, but I kept the thought tucked in my heart that just maybe I would be able to get one.
The posting meeting has come and gone and I just missed out on getting a full time spot at my school. So I’m back to feeling a bit out of place, but I know there is still a spot for me. It might have a few less hours but I know there is a reason I am in that spot. I’m hoping and praying that I will have the knowledge, confidence, patience, and understanding for whoever my students are next year. I’m looking forward to it!
Over the summer I will be praying that the teachers contact gets sorted. There is a lot to be addressed, we sure are seeing it from our side as support staff too, many of our students desperately need more hours and support. Something definitely needs to change.