Friday, June 3, 2011


I have a ton of other things I've been meaning to blog about, but this is the one that seems most pressing at present.

I've spent the last two years working on a team of FANTASTIC teachers, and we just work so well together! In fact, this last year, every team in the building got swapped around except for us, and I like to think that's because the administration saw that we had a good thing going. And we did! I have already been mentally preparing for our awesomeness next year.

And the ball dropped today.

Our social studies teacher is moving to the high school. They're out a football coach and they want him there. He loves teaching middle school, but he really wants to coach high school football, and this is the only way with the way the school schedules work. Not that they asked him. They told him they would be moving him, and he's going. I was up at school today working on my lessons for summer school when he stopped by my door and told me that it was official (he had mentioned on the last day of school that it was rumored, but that he didn't know anything for sure). In a move of maturity, not making it about me and how I feel about the situation, I said, "Congratulations!" He just kinda' shrugged and made an "eh" sound. He's conflicted, but I want him to go with confidence because 17- and 18-year-olds are not 12- and 13-year-olds, and as far as I can tell (and remember from my days of teaching high school), that's a good thing.

But it changes everything, leaves open a wild card spot on our cozy little team, a scary, gaping hole that could be filled with who-knows-who come August. I have to remember that not so very long ago, I was the wild card, and it turned out well (I think). So, I'm venturing into a weird area here. I'm going to start praying for my new coworker, whoever he or she is, and for Mr. Social Studies as he heads into a whole new adventure.


1 comment:

Craig-Jen said...

Maybe y'all can change the mentality of that teacher (I seem to remember lots of movies...) peer pressure isn't always a bad thing...