Getting Old

      Sometimes things just get old!  Everyday I drive the same route to work and fight sleep the entire way for over a hour. I really need a change in my life. Today I looked through all the local school system's websites, and I discovered that I want to make a perment change in my life. I really donnot want to teach back home, but sometimes it's for the best.

     I'm currently renewing my application for employment with my home town school. This is a bittersweet moment in my career, and honestly, I don't know what the best option is.


Option #1:

Stay at the school where I’m currently working, and possibly lose my job due to budget cuts. I have been here for an entire year and I love it.

Option#2:

Go back home and teach where I know everyone and I’ll know a majority of my students. I student taught there and I didn’t really like it. I hate going to the store and being stopped on every isle by someone I know. It would literally take me an hour to get out of Ingles. I would also have to talk about teaching everywhere I went. Most of the teachers were my instructors during school, and so they treat me like I was still one of their students. The positive aspect of this situation would be that my commute would be shorter, and I wouldn’t have to get up at five. I know all the teachers and their families. My best friend works at the school and I would be able to participate in activities with her. For once in my life I would be somewhat settled.

Option#3:

                Apply in surrounding communities and still have a long commute. I’m still debating as to what is the best option. I would be making the same money, but I would have no idea of what their expectations would be of a newly hired teacher.

 

 

                I haven’t discussed any of this with my family and I’m dreading what they have to say. My parents are great and very supportive, but I don’t think they will accept that I want to come back home and teach.

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