Oct 07, 2008 14:53
So, I am unemployed. I quit NYCTF. What a miserable four months that was...
I mean, in the end I think I would really like teaching. I don't doubt that if I were to come back to it at some other point in my life, I would be quite happy. I liked the few circumstances in which NYCTF, NYCDOE (dept of education), or Mercy didn't screw me over and actually allowed me to enjoy teaching. But after last week, when, against my will, they took me out of the class I had been working with for five weeks only to assign me to a new school in which the kids were absolutely out of control, I couldn't take it anymore. I was really happy at P.S. 86, but NYCTF/the DOE had such little respect for me as a professional that they did not even consult with me before ripping me out of my classroom, forcing me to say a tearful goodbye to my fifth graders--who, in any case, apparently did like me enough to start a petition to keep me at the school--just to throw me into an out of control school for which I was totally unprepared (thanks to their terrible training program).
So, here I am. Unemployed, but happier than I have been since last spring.