teaching — Life As I Know It — Samantha Alleman Moreau

Yesterday I had my campus visit/interview/teaching preview as a nearby private school.

And y'all. It. Was. Amazing.

I talked with so many of the faculty, and I really liked everyone I talked to, and I felt my lesson when great, and the students were receptive and interested, and I felt all the questions I was asked were easy to answer, and I felt so comfortable there.

That was the main thing--I really felt comfortable there.

I hope that I get this position. It would be super awesome. I would love it so much. Y'all, I can't even begin to explain it.

Last week,I mentioned a fortune cookie that said "Your wish is about to come true". And I know that fortune cookies really don't mean anything.
But after some of the luck I've had over the last few years, it would be nice to win one. To get this job I so desperately want.

If you've ever asked me about my career plans for, oh, about a minute, you know that in the long-term, I want to become a teacher.

If you've known me for a while, you know that I've been searching for a teaching job for a really, really long time (passed the two year mark recently). And while that might not seem like a long time in the big scheme of things, it feels more like I've always been searching.

It's been super frustrating. I'm constantly reminded about my lack of a position from people asking about my search (not your fault, you're curious, I know), from seeing friends' post about teaching stuff (also no hard feelings--I teach vicariously through your stories), from going home and seeing the reference and classroom library books I've collected in waiting for that moment.

It's take a long, long time, but I'm content at the moment. My receptionist job keeps me on my toes with plenty to do, and I've learned a lot about technology. But I still hope after every interview for that blessed job offer call, but if it doesn't happen for a while, I'll make do.

The reason this is on my mind at the moment?

I interviewed last week at a nearby high school. I don't know how it went. I had interviewed with the principal before, when he was at the middle school two years ago. I wonder why I didn't get the job then, and if that hurts me now.
But I did what any good LA native would do--when my friend, a graduate of the school, offered to put in a good word with someone there, I did not refuse. Not even once out of politeness.
I've also got a campus visit with a local private school next week. It looks like a really nice school, and the commute's not too bad. Plus, since they board, there might be a chance I could have a place to crash during the week and visit on weekends. I'm really nervous-excited, because the visit will involve teaching a lesson too.
Today, my fortune cookie at lunch said that my "wish is about to come true." I don't know if it's referring to this wish of a teaching job or not, but fingers crossed!