So...I've announced it on facebook, it's FBO (which, for those of you who don't teach high school, so you aren't hip to the lingo, means facebook official)--I have accepted the position to teach Journalism at MHS. Crazy, right?
Betty and I made our way to H's retirement party and when I walked back in the room, I felt like a high school student again. This was made even more nostalgic by the fact that we found a sign that we (Bett, Jenn and I) had made almost ten years ago in the darkroom.
I was offered the job the next morning, which led to the most stressful, confusing 12 hours of my life. I was shaking when I talked to him and pleaded for a bit of time (I had an insurance question to ask, so that bought me a little bit of time as well), I talked to: Chrisanne, my dad, Ashley and they all told me the same thing--call H, she will talk you through it. Gosh, they were SO right. That woman is honestly the SMARTEST, most wonderful teacher I have ever encountered and talked me off the ledge assuring me that I could do this. Here's hoping she is right!
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