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The view from the other side of the desk.

Four Down, a Lifetime More To Go May 23, 2011

Filed under: Budget,education,teaching — candidteacher @ 6:18 pm

Candid Teacher Admits: While I love interviewing in spurts, I can’t do this for a lifetime.

I’ve been on 3 first and 1 second interview in the past 3 weeks, and I’m already ready to throw in the towel.  I am supposed to hear from the second interview today or tomorrow, and I’ve been on pins & needles since last Thursday. I can’t do this anymore; this stomach in knots, eggs in one basket, hoping for the best, putting my all into one 30 minute meeting… and coming out with nothing. I know I have until tomorrow to hear back from this job, but I’ve already given up hope and am assuming I didn’t get it.  It feels like someone has stolen my joy, my day of happiness.  And it’s not like this is just ANY job, it’s a step in the right direction for me and my whole future.  It makes me feel so out of balance. 

On top of that, my apartment lease is up, of course.   So I need to get a job, find a new place to live or determine if I can stay here, and sort out the rest of my young life as well.   It’s just a repeat of last year.  Happening twice in a row is too much to bare.  Twice in three years of employment is not a good track record.  This “It’s not you, it’s me,” is getting old real fast.  I didn’t think I’d be one of those people who got their self-worth and jobs mixed up.   Well, that just goes to show…
I didn’t think a lot of things would happen.  So far, they all have.

Candid Teacher


I’ll Take Some Blame, But Not All Of It May 3, 2011

Filed under: education,just for fun,teaching — candidteacher @ 8:37 pm

Candid Teacher Admits: I’m immature, so I’m the first to laugh at passing gas or a joke about it.  But if you try to blame me when it isn’t my fault, that just isn’t happening.

When I started this blog, I thought I’d tell my point of view (in a candid manner, get it?) but in a “mature” sort of fashion.  Well, that has quickly flown out the window.  In order for me to write about this incident, I don’t have enough composure to get through it without a few giggles.  Here we go.

A few days ago, I was working with my fifth graders.  That day, I only had two present: one girl and one boy.  The girl was sitting next to me and the boy was across from me.  As they were reading, someone very clearly passed gas.  They both froze and so did I- let’s face it, sometimes I forget I’m the adult.  After a moment of impressing myself by not laughing out loud, I said, “Don’t worry about it.  It happens to everyone,” and continued with the lesson.  Dealing with this without letting a chuckle slide through was very difficult, and I silently congratulated myself for this victory.

After a beat, the girl stopped reading mid-sentence to say, “Wait, who was that anyway?”  I wanted to say, “SERIOUSLY? It was YOU and don’t try to blame it on either one of us!!”  In another victory for myself, I pretended to be mature.  The best I could come up with was, “Just let it go.”


While I’m easygoing about this stuff, I will not take the blame for you.  Yes, I know cafeteria lunch can be brutal, but teachers shouldn’t have to suffer for your humility!  Let it go.  Only three people including you witnessed it, so be happy for that.

What would you have done?

Candid Teacher


Interviews, the future, and budgets: oh my! April 28, 2011

Filed under: Budget,education,teaching,Uncategorized — candidteacher @ 1:00 am

Candid Teacher Admits: There are so many things to be nervous about.

I am a bundle of nerves!!

So much is riding on the budget vote tonight, and I am powerless.  We will see what happens!  And of course, I will keep you posted.

All I know is that school is winding down so quickly, and I am so happy about it!  Summer sunshine, here I come. 🙂

Candid Teacher


I’m Passionate About My Job April 11, 2011

Filed under: education,teaching — candidteacher @ 8:21 pm

Candid Teacher Admits: I’m shocked- I’m passionate about my job!

While I’ve always been passionate about children and the idea of teaching children, I never thought I’d be passionate about a job.  Though I’ve wanted to be, I didn’t think it could truly happen.  So, I am pleased to say that yesterday I had a light-bulb moment.  I AM passionate about my job!

While venting about co-workers (yeah, I’m guilty) and their disrespect of their students, I realized that teaching truly means more to me than “just a job”.  It’s a lifestyle.  I’m so proud to say, “I’m a teacher”.  Beyond that, I feel that teaching reading is something truly special since reading is something everyone needs to get through life, no matter who you are or what you do.  Advocating for my students, (especially since I often have the ill behaved and largely disliked students,) and following through for what I know is right gets me so fired up and makes me feel like I truly am making a difference in their lives.

I can’t do everything, and I certainly don’t do an over-the-top, 110% job all the time, but I do my best and I care about my students as if they were my own flesh and blood.  I think that’s a pretty good start, don’t you?

Candid Teacher


Applying… again! April 10, 2011

Filed under: education,teaching,Uncategorized — candidteacher @ 8:46 pm

Candid Teacher Admits: Though I dislike the tedious process of applying for jobs, I actually secretly enjoy it.  It gives me a high to think, “Who will love me on paper today?’

It’s difficult to apply for jobs and wait, hoping the phone will ring, to find that nobody calls.  However, it’s slightly addicting to get a multitude of phone calls.  It makes me feel wanted, even though it is only on paper.  I enjoy writing and editing resumes and get a kick out of making my skills sound even better than they truly are.  Is that deceitful, or just good marketing?

Oh well, no matter what it is, I do hope I get to go on at least one interview – if only for the thrill of it.  Am I the only one who feels this way?  Though it’s never fun to be without a job (as I’ve found out already!!), it is fun to have the “courtship” of finding one.  And I must say, if I can apply online, it’s even better!  Click, and it’s in… very little effort is required once the application materials are together.  What a beautiful thing.

Candid Teacher


I’m Almost There… March 22, 2011

Filed under: Budget,education,teaching,Uncategorized — candidteacher @ 10:44 pm

Candid Teacher Admits: This still isn’t quite the right fit.

I’ve been working relatively hard all year. (Yes, I’m being honest.. I know there are things I could have done better or more of.)  It’s been a large challenge to work in every school in the district, despite the fact that it’s a small district.  I feel that working in one school would allow me to do so much more.  However, instead of allowing me to focus on one or two schools next year, my district plans to have me go to the MSHS every day instead of for just one day per week.  This means I will spend 2 days at each elementary school, one full day at the MSHS, and one period per day at the MSHS.

You would think that this would mean I am definitely re-hired for next year.  However, you’d be wrong.  In the “interesting” world of education, nothing is ever certain.  I think I’ll find out by April 15th, but it may not be until May 15th.  Since I cannot wait that long (because I’d miss the prime time to apply for jobs), I will need to send out applications again.  This becomes tricky since I have no new references from this year and I feel like I’m sneaking around and being dishonest.

I do like most of what I do, but it’s just not quite the perfect fit yet.  Who knows if there is such a thing as a perfect job for anyone, but I’m going to keep trying.  I’d like to be a Reading Specialist for one school and see if that allows me to have more of an effect on my students.  Who knows what will happen, but here we go again!

Candid Teacher


I Did It by Myself! February 11, 2011

Filed under: education,just for fun,Kindergarten,teaching — candidteacher @ 12:12 am

Candid Teacher Admits: The funniest moments are often also the most “interesting” at the time.

My first year of teaching came with many, many challenges.  I had 24 diverse students, a half-day aide who was little to no help, a belittling and degrading principal, no allies on the kindergarten staff, lived on my own & alone for the first time, and found myself spiraling into a schedule of work-eat-sleep-repeat.

However, that first year also brought me a very, shall we say, spirited group of students.  They were full of personality, if you will.  One student was very immature and, though he was technically “potty trained”, he was not able to wipe himself after a bowel movement.

Oh yes, buckle up.

So, one lovely day in my kindergarten classroom, this child disappeared for a good 10 minutes before I wondered why he was still in the bathroom.  I knocked on the door and heard sobs coming from the other side.  I opened the door a bit (without looking in, of course), and asked the distressed student what was wrong.  Though I had to ask him to repeat himself a number of times before I understood him, he finally wailed, “I cannot wipe myself!”

Oh, hell no.  This was not in the job description.

So, I called the nurse and she came while I took the rest of the students to their scheduled special.  She explained that he would not wipe himself without baby wipes.  So, in collaboration with his mother, we determined that he would carry some baby wipes in a ziploc in his pocket while he learned to clean himself up properly.

Months went by and one routine day, the aforementioned student rocketed out of the bathroom at full speed with an air of excitement and pride.  He hustled over to where I was seated across the room working with another student.  As he neared me, he shouted my name and then placed his hand on my cheek, “Miss S,” he said, “I did it! I did it by myself!  I wiped myself up!”  He was so excited, and I didn’t want to dampen his happiness, but he was standing far too close (and let’s not forget that his precariously placed hand, which was just used in the act of “wiping”, was on my cheek). “That’s great!  Did you remember to wash your hands really well, too?”  I asked with what I hoped sounded like genuine enthusiasm.  “Uh huh!” he replied with a nod.

After more congratulatory words, I got a baby wipe and bathed my face with it.  Though I scrubbed vigorously, it felt as though that hand was still there, burning a hole of feces into my skin (though I must say, I didn’t actually see any evidence on the child’s hand).  Then, I forced the incident out of my mind until I could get home and properly wash my face.

That child’s victory, no matter how interesting its nature, is something that will always stay with me.  I wonder if it holds as much meaning to him.

Candid Teacher