Out from the woodwork
When I gave up my teaching contract in Oakland, I knew it would be a rough ride. But here we are, a week and a half into the school year and I didn't think I'd be empty-handed. But I am and I'm finding ways to deal. Yesterday's realization that I'd have a chance at a Seattle contract was a happy one. Today, in the midst of looking over textbooks to prepare for my classroom takeover, I get two calls for interviews. One for Seattle tomorrow and another for Tukwila on Monday. This job I'll be taking over next week is really the best school and the closest in proximity to me. BUT, a contract is the winning ticket and no matter where it puts me, a contract is what I'll ultimately choose. Just...now....there seem to be options. Maybe? Weird. When it rains, it pours. I'm hoping I'll be able to say that when it shines...it's blinding.