Saturday, March 7, 2015

Another year of being let go...

After spending a whole evening crying my eyes out, I can finally talk about being fired... Yes... essentially when you get pink slipped you are fired. Even when you think you were doing well they pull the rug out from under you and let you go. 

I've been let go before but this time it hurt. No warning, no hey let's talk and see what we can do to make things work... nothing. Just nothing but good-bye. Ouch. I'm ready to have a job that doesn't make you work the last three months with people that clearly don't want you there.

Being a special education teacher with credentials that are rare you would think it would be easier to keep a job. Apparently, not. I am so tired of the politics. If there was a job that I was good at other than teaching I would do it instead. I am really good at teaching. I'm tired of moving around and starting fresh every year. It is hard to show that I am really good with little less than a year in a classroom. It takes a good 3 years to get into a groove... I just want a chance.