Well, I can stop whining about the unknown and finally enjoy the beginning of this great, new adventure! I don't know why I continue to get worked up over things, when it's exactly like people say (and I tell myself repeatedly, believe me) that everything will work out. Yes, it does. It's just the torturous cycle of worry that gets me every time. I LOVE-LOVE-LOVE the school I am working at 3 days/week. It is a turn-around school, which means that they are working on rebuilding a good educational system for the kids in that area, which I don’t think was the case prior. It's not in the nicest area of town (actually, it's kinda scary - on the North side), and there are minimal resources for me to work with (when I say minimal, I actually mean none). It’s also a magnet school –a performing arts academy where they combine academics with music, dance, and art. It’s perfect for me. The principal is wonderful, the teachers are wonderful, the resource specialists are all wonderful, and I'm sure the kids will be wonderful as well. I am working on getting my "office" ready and somewhat organized. It is a cluttered storage room that would send any claustrophobic person over the edge, but they are slowly moving crap out so I can turn it into a therapy room. There is something exciting about that transformation -I think partly because I have the opportunity to start from scratch (like I feel I am doing with most other aspects of my life at the moment) and make it my own. I am still getting used to the fact that I am the therapist now (not the student) and that I make decisions. It is WEIRD but fabulous. What I cannot get used to is being called Ms. Stillwell. Gosh, I laugh out loud (literally) every time someone calls me that. It’s just odd. Makes me feel old! ☺
I haven’t received my caseload list yet because everybody in the office is new & still having to enroll kids …the counselor is new, many teachers are new, I am new. Normally I would freak out at such in unstructured environment, but I’m feeling just the opposite. It actually gives me a sense of home and comfort. I’m surprisingly not overwhelmed (yet) because everyone is learning & trying to get things in order –not just me. The school is not perfect. The teachers are not perfect. And I am not expected to be perfect. The only expectation they have for me is to do my job -without perfection–which I am confident I can do.
I feel like a turn-around school will fulfill my desire to help people in a warm way because I will be providing services to kids who, as the principal stated, were once “predicted to fail in life.” That sounds like I should be talking to Oprah when I say that, but as cheesy as it sounds, walking into that school each day makes me smile. I need to smile. I deserve to smile. I hope I like my other assignment too. That one is still up in the air at this point. It’s another story in itself, but I’m okay with it for now.
Random comment: I love the half-popped popcorn kernels at the bottom of the bag! Yeah, they are crunchy & delicious. That’s all.
Missy,
ReplyDeleteJust got back in town from visiting my sister in Georgia and am so happy to read this post! I am thrilled that you are finding the school system exciting and challenging and a place where you can make a difference. Keep posting so I can follow your progress!
I am so proud of you! Hindsight is always 20/20 you know, so although we knew everything would work out perfectly...it's so difficult to see that at the time. You are so adaptable....I'm learning that myself. Sometimes it's nice not to have structure and truly rely on the Lord. I miss you and I'm so glad you're blogging!!
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