Went to the fair of Friday. When I think of the word fair, alot comes to mind, and it all used to be good. Now, I attach the word JOB to fair and have come to hate fairs. I went to see what the job market will be like for the new school year. I went to ask questions about how I will be apart of the new school year as a permenant staff memeber. The boards all had the same things to say - - ' we don't know yet, but we will know in a few months'. I smiled and said thanks, walking away thinking - well this was a waste. All I wanted to hear was 'yes, we are hiring, and we have been looking for you.' I realized after all the fair hoopla was over that I have again had a change in priorities. I tend to do this often, usually when things seem cool in my life to others. So what I realized is this - I wanted to get into the BEd program so bad, anyone who knew me prior to this year knows how bad I wanted this, and I thought getting in and graduating would make me a teacher. What has come to surface is that is just makes me another degree poorer. Now I have the focus of getting myself a job. It will be the paycheque and signed contract that makes me the teacher. I am nervous I won't get a job, and I will some how end up at the telemarketing doors in Sept to pay the rent. In fact that thought makes me sick. I am pretty sure this year has put me very far below the poverty line. I have been looking at days where I don't have enough nickles and dimes to buy a medium coffee.
The fair did allow me to visit with my old school board from the North though. Someone to speak some Inuktitut too, i speak small parts of it all the time, but know one ever understands. Sweet that they remembered my name. I told everyone who would listen to apply there. I really hope they expereince what I did up there. That place changed my life in such a good way. One place and moment in time I would repeat. I have become a better person for living there.
On to some randomness. I watched the movie Mr. & Mrs. Smith(again) a short while ago. I am inlove with this movie and have no clue why. When lay lady lay plays - it melts me. Maybe the movie floods me of another time and place and memories of a spanish mall. Either way - this movie always makes me happy. It made even the worse situation in a relationship a possibility to fix. I guess I am always a romantic. Always interesting how a few movies have stuck with me stronger than any others, and not always quality movies. Summer of 94' - heading into grade 9, I went to see Last Action Hero in the theatre. It was my first date. This movie always makes me think of that day when I come across it. We went for ice-cream with his parents/drivers after the show. I ate some cause he bought it for me, but I hate icecream. I think more about the hate for icecream than I do the movie.
For all the readers and bloggers. I read still, I just don't always have a comment or the time to let you know my thoughts. I read them all.
3 comments:
Good to hear from you!
I graduated from my BEd the worst year ever: the year of the double cohort. No jobs for high school teachers anywhere. I applied at a bajillion places and got not even a call for an interview. I honestly think that they just put all of the applications in a hat and picked out five, of which one mine wasn't. Anyhow, that explains the whole me going up north for a year to work.
Long story short - don't get discouraged. You may have to settle for supplying or even part time for awhile, but you will evenutally get that permanent position that you want. My theory is that I built up karma by teaching up north for a year, and then job in Toronto literally fell into my lap. So, if you taught up there for 3 years, I figure you have good karma for sure.
(Ps My advice is to avoid talking to other BEd students about jobs... It'll just make you paranoid. Just stick your fingers in your ears and sing "la la la la" when they talk about jobs.)
I have no advise for getting a teaching job, well only to say that I have some contacts in the school boards in the waterloo region. so i could get you the job postings before the public.
I LOVE mr. & Mrs. Smith. I could watch it over and over again and not be bored. somthing about tha tmovie, and no, not the match up and hoopla with brad and angelina.
My life is now hitting the 'is this where i'll be for the rest of my life?' point. I love my job and everythign about it. but there's somethign that's missing. Maybe that's why i am going to holland and then australia. maybe i will find reasons to stay there more compelling than coming back to canada. time will tell i guess. but i hate waiting.
TAKE IT ONE DAY AT A TIME....ROXY
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