Posts tagged job hunting
Posts tagged job hunting
I told my mother I was considering staying on another month, if I find no job to go to, with my current program — the summer ends a few days after my lease does, but I feel like it would be better for them to have someone familiar help lead them into the new school year, especially since much of my focus with them is on homework and tutoring during school months, than for me to leave and “let a chapter close” with the end of the summer programming. I came during the school year and instilled some good attitudes and habits, that’s how I want to go.
My mother asked, "What are you doing with your degree?"
She expressed that she is worried that I don’t know what I’m doing with my life.
She is concerned that I am “wasting the degree [I] worked so hard for.”
I told her that I don’t know what more she wants from me if no one hires me, that it was a short-term, potential, if-all-other-things-don’t-work-out decision — she is convinced that I am going to “work a part time job for the rest of [my] life.”
And I hate to admit it, but that attitude has been looming as I search and apply for jobs, as I try to make life decisions, and when I go into work every morning and come home every night.
It is not a good feeling, and I don’t know how to get rid of it.
I kept protective goggles in my desk so I could always make our first graders psyched about science.
When one of my program participants doesn’t know what they want at the library I help them find something based on their interests. And my remembering their interests from basic conversations means twice as many of them want to come find books.
My teaching wardrobe includes a lab coat, a kimono, and costumes from three different children’s books and one classic series.
Students have helped me learn how to climb trees, dance to Solja Boy, and do handstands, because it was something that made them excited.
Over the past several years we’ve made paper, seed pots, comic books, fanfiction, rainforest sounds, faces, pen pals, support groups, maps, and mold.
And I wish I had data to show for it, but I don’t have a way to measure this in numbers.
For example: after putting in at least 150 resumes back in NY and never getting a call back on one of them, I leapt at the position that moved me to Western MA without really thinking about whether it was something that would be well-suited for me. All I knew at the time was that they said they wanted me to be part of their organization so badly that, even though the position I had applied for was full, they wanted to offer me another that was open.
Pros: This meant I had a “plan” again if only for a year.
Cons: It turned out that the position was a horrible fit for me and not exactly what was described. I won’t go into more than that.
Well, I needed a way out of the position I was in. What I found was a part-time youth worker position with a national agency that has great programs and a great reputation. The position is in an area that really needs some help. They wanted me and I adored them.
Seems perfect. I took the job. I then found out that the location is an hour away. Well…I took it anyway. The other resumes — about forty in the past couple of months, here — hadn’t gotten a bite, and this was a great opportunity. That was about a week ago.
I just got a call from the after school program at an elementary within walking distance from my apartment. They liked my resume. Did I still want to set up an interview or had I already accepted another position?
In that split second I was thinking, “Oh. Oh no. OH NO. WHAT DID I DO. I DID IT AGAIN WHAT DID I DO.”
But then I thought about it. And I thought, “You know what? This position would have ended when the school year ended. There’s no summer program attached. That means that in another few months I would be frantically looking for employment again.”
The position I’m in now will offer MORE hours over holidays and summer vacation. And they need me there, whereas the after school position…well, it’s a different sort of thing.
I made the right choice.
(And I am just going to keep telling myself that.)
I told some people I was going to apply.
The first words out of the mouths of two people who are familiar with teaching in this area were “They make very good money there.”
For some reason that made me uncomfortable and I’m not sure why.
Sent them an email a little over a week after putting my resume in, asking if we would hear if they had filled the position. (They specified no phone calls.)
When they wrote back to tell me that they filled the position…
They spelled my name wrong.
My name that I had signed the email with.
Insult to injury.