I found out for sure that I will be laid off at the end of the school year. It's a bummer to be sure, but I have the option to go back to my old job. It's only three hours a day with no benefits, but I liked working with the younger kids and had a fantastic boss.
I have a few other options that aren't so great. One is unemployment, which seems weird. I really liked being at home with the kids, but the kids aren't really at home any more, and I don't want to be either.
Another option is to become a full-inclusion aide working with high-needs children, such as those with down syndrome or in wheelchairs. The problem is that you never know who you will have to work with, and it can change almost daily. I might be stepping on someone's toes here, but I don't want to change diapers of teenagers or wipe noses of constantly sick kids. Not my cup of tea.
The last option is to work with emotionally disturbed kids. So not want to do this. I work with these kids on a limited basis now and find it utterly exhausting and frustrating.
My favorite option is to slide back into my old position. It's funny because after I left a good friend took a job there, then another friend, plus two more after them, so it's not like I'm walking into a situation where I don't know anyone. And, more importantly, I left on good terms (no burning bridges). I just wanted a change.
The very best news is that I won't be rushed anymore, and will have boatloads of more time. I love that!
On a different, but more interesting, note...I love how Joe knows me so well he is able to verbalize the internal workings of my mind in a way that I am unable to.
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