During our lunch break from our nonstop rehearsing, I got the text message: my job offer to stay at CISTA for both the summer camp and for next year had been officially revoked. Deep down, I knew that was exactly what I wanted, but in the moment I couldn't help but become enraged. In general, horrible management is awful enough, but when it's management of a school that affects young little lives... Ugggggghhhhhhh I just want to SCREAM. How DARE this school not want me for next year. I had done a FABULOUS job this year: all of the kids had fallen in love with me and had learned a ton. Not to mention I'm one of two natives in the whole school who prides itself on it's bilingual English program! Ugh. How stupid do these people have to be to not BEG me to stay?!? Oooooooh I was SO angry.
But after taking twenty minutes to just fume about it by hiding in one of those corners of the school that I wouldn't be discovered in, I realized that this was the best that could have happened. Why should I want to work for a school that would do something like this?!? I shouldn't! And, anyway, I had no desire to work with kindergarteners. I was freed from having to feel like I had to walk on eggshells with people I didn't even respect, and I was freed from fearing this opportunity could turn into me getting "stuck" in an adult job.
By the late afternoon, my anger had turned into more of a sense of "Menos mal!" ;)
After school I had an interview for a summer camp (the timing couldn't have been any better!) with a really sweet guy who told me switching to a public school from a private school would be like a blissful dream and that I would be much happier from now on. :)
XOXO
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