Usually the days before Spring Break begins I am elated, cheerful and thinking of all the fun and relaxing things I am going to do on my week off. This last week was different. Our Superintendent informed us that if things don't change with the state's budget cuts we would have to lose about 60 teachers from our small district (9 schools total). Then our principals informed us that we would be notified the week before spring break if we would be let go. On top of having a sinus infection, myself, along with the other teachers in the building were on edge. I could see the looks as we passed each other in the halls, hear it in their (and my own) voices as we firmly corrected students' behavior. I had analyzed every evaluation I had over the past few years, what could I have done better? Did I forget to state my standards and objectives over and over again when my evaluator was watching me? Did I incorporate other subjects in the lessons they observed? Should I have spent more time making small talk instead of hiding out in my room preparing for painting, collages, sorting out good markers from bad ones?? Should I have tried to be more likeable or friendly with the adults in the building? What would the kids do without me???? I spend almost every day and night with these thoughts swimming in my head. Then I started questioning MYSELF even more. Was I even meant to be a teacher? Maybe God is trying to tell me this isn't for me. Then I remembered all the times I complained...I never got supplies. The other teachers don't respect me. Some of the students don't even listen to me. Maybe I can go back to school and pick another profession, make more money....etc.
Then my mom send me a email and I REMEMBERED!!! I remembered everything I so naively dreamed about (as I took years to complete my degree as a single mom, working full time, going to school part time) so I could change just ONE kid's life! My mom reminded me of how I took notice when some kids came to school with no coats, holey uniforms, and ripped backpacks. I went through my own kids stuff and brought them to those kids. I remembered all those shoes I tie, and noses I wipe everyday. I remembered all the hugs I get as kids leave to get on the bus each day, and how much I look forward to the little pictures kids draw on notebook paper at home to bring me (I don't even care that they misspell my name most of the time!) I thought about the little boy with severe behavior problems whose own mother was so bad on drugs that she locked him and his siblings in the closet for days before they were found. I remembered how I go pick him up from his special class room so that he can finish his precisley painted pictures that are ten times better than the "normal" kids in his grade. I REMEMBERED the smile on his face when he sees me at the door on my off period when he knows he gets to come with me. So, you know what? I REMEMBERED I AM MEANT TO BE A TEACHER!!!
With all that being said, the week ended, and I seemed to have dodged the bullet. It was not easy seeing the teachers who didn't, in the hallways after they got the bad news. I hope they don't let anyone else go (Especially me). We already have far less than many other districts in our area. On Saturday, my friend and I drove down to Austin to attend the Save Texas Schools Rally. You can click here to learn more: Save Texas Schools It was a truly moving experience. Over 12,000 people were there and we were right up front. I heard so many moving speeches. One of the best was Dalton Sherman, a Dallas ISD student , the other one who made me REMEMBER was John Kuhn , the very passionate SUPERintendent of Perrin-Whitt Consolidated Independent School.
I put the videos at the bottom. Thet are both a little long, but so worth your time. The second one doesn't start at the beginning, or show his face but his message is all you need to hear!!
I know this is a long post but I hope none of my blogger friends find themselves in the same situation....and I hope you enjoy my pics and videos!
I don't know these two girls but they were marching right behind us. (I assume they are sisters cause of the cute red hair and freckles.) I really liked their signs. I think the students that were at the rally sent the most powerful messages.
We marched seven blocks to the state capitol. One of our main messages is to urge the govenor to use our Rainy Day fund instead of cutting over $9 billion from Texas education.
I stole this picture from the front page of the Austin American Statesman newspaper. I am in the middle of the picture next to the guy with the sign that says "No Teacher Left Behind".