So you all know because I keep talking about it that I got a new job in a school back in December. It’s been more or less like a month of classes and what a ride it’s been. Seriously. Not only do I have to learn 150 new names of faculty and students, but diving right in was (as promised) intimidating. I’m still trying to figure out which cabinet has the spare rolls of tape!
Unlike my old job, which was pretty much the same thing every day, this new job is always challenging, and I always have to be on my feet. Especially when students catch me off guard by saying hilarious, unexpected things! Most days I go home tired. Some days, I go home feeling like a total failure. I feel so defeated it’s hard to breathe as I walk to the subway. And some other days, things go so well that I feel like dancing all the way home. But it’s never the same. And I like that.
A month later, I still don’t think I have all the answers. But now, instead of feeling hopeless when I fail to be perfect, I’m turning that experience into a learning opportunity for myself. I’m seeing positive changes in my students already. I got so excited in class when a student went from disruptive troublemaker to driven overachiever in two days, I busted right out singing! This is what I want! This is what I love! This is why I’m so happy to be doing this with my life.
But remember, every day is different. My star pupil one day can be a pain in the butt the next day. A kid I’d written off as “unreachable” can be a sweetheart and my best friend five minutes later. Nothing is for certain and everything can change. And on those days where I can’t breathe anymore, I can always drink the pain away: