I’ve been quietly exploring new options for next year. Those of you who know me or who have read my blog before can probably easily tell I haven’t been happy this year and that my current school/situation isn’t the best fit.
For the past couple of years I have heard, “You should really teach middle school. Are you sure you want to teach 5th grade? You treat your 5th graders like middle schoolers. I know eventually you’ll move up.”
Last year after hearing I seem like I’d be a perfect 7th grade middle school teacher from yet another person, I finally decided to take the Praxis for Middle School Language Arts. I passed the test, but I still kept the idea on the backburner and took a position as a 5th grade classroom teacher (teaching all the subjects).
After a rough year this year, I decided I might want to explore a middle school position further. I always feel like I’m pushing my students, but they aren’t developmentally ready to do what I want to try with them. I also miss just teaching reading and writing (my last school was departmentalized and that was my focus). I’m constantly spreading myself thin trying to do 5 preps a day.
Before, I thought I could connect better with my students if I had them all day, so I went for a position teaching all the subjects. I’m realizing though I connected more with my students over books and their writing in the shorter periods that I was with them than I feel like I have with my current students that I’m with all day. I also feel like my teaching was better when I could pour my heart into reading and writing lessons.
So, I applied for a couple middle school positions.
Last week I got the call from one of the schools inviting me to interview. As I continued through the process, I wanted the job more and more. It’s so weird how you start to learn what you want and you wonder if it exists after such a challenging year. Then, out of nowhere it shows up with a position and at a school you would have never expected.
My mom kept saying, “If it’s meant to be, you’ll end up there.”
Ugh- that statement is so annoying. I say it all the time to others, but hearing it lately seemed like a statement you tell people so they don’t cry. It’s like telling a bride it’s good luck to rain on their wedding day (someone clearly made that up to calm down a hysterical bride).
Well, I got the call tonight. I guess it’s meant to be. I’m moving up to middle school and am going to be a 7th grade communication arts teacher! Suddenly this year doesn’t seem so pointless, but it seems like it guided me to finding what will hopefully be a better fit.
I’m excited and nervous about this new journey. I’m definitely going to need to pick the brains of some of my middle school friends.