I’ve been meaning to blog about this for about a week but I just didn’t have the words. And I’m still not sure I do.
I left the very urban school district I Had taught for after five years to go to a suburban district. I listened to family and friends instead of following my gut and it’s gotten me in a bit of trouble. The very urban district had its issues, don’t get me wrong. But the grass isn’t always greener on the other side.
Now my current district is on financial straights. In order to balance their budget for next school year they have to lay off all gym, music, and art teachers, cut bussing, cut sports, cut recess and lunch aides, and cut an additional 60 teachers. Basically everyone who was hired in the last two years will be losing their job. I was hired in the last two years. There is a strong possibility that come April 30th I will have a pink slip.
I just can’t even fathom it. If I do get a pink slip I will have a hell of a time finding another job. Special Ed will help me but I still have 7 years experience and a masters so they have to pay me far more than a first year teacher so my chances of being hired are slim. That’s part of what last year when I tried to leave my district…I cost too much.
All of Noah and I’s plans for him quitting his job and us starting a family are up in the air. We’ve decided we’re not doing Christmas for ourselves this year and we are pretty much canceling our spring break marathon plans. I’m afraid to do anything until April 30. It’s terrifying. I’m kicking myself for leaving the urban district where I was before. I liked the kids and the staff. Principals stink no matter where you go and parents are always difficult but I enjoyed it there and I shouldn’t have left. We’d have more money, better insurance, and I wouldn’t be on the chopping block. Ugh. How am I going to wait five months to know if I have a job?