I fully intended to turn in my application a few weeks ago for one of the instructional coaching positions being offered in our district. I worked on my resume, my cover letter and the application itself. I looked back on my career, thought about ways I've been a leader in our district, and ways I've been not so great.
I completed question after question. Aside from a little wordsmithing, it was ready to turn in. Well, editing work and one question
Why do you want this job?
I looked over my pros and cons list. I talked with peers about the job. I reread my answers.
But none of what I read and heard seemed like reasons to leave what I love.
I thought about my pixie, who almost took her cutting too far
And A, who always needs to talk on Mondays after a weekend with her mother
And then there's the new boy. So angry when he first started, but now he's fitting in and wanting to raise his grades so he can go out for football in the fall.
They all need someone who cares.
I thought about my credit recovery class--the class that makes me thing about every assignment I make as an English teacher. I can do better for them and I want another shot at doing just that.
So I trashed the application and will stay in my room at the back of the school, working hard to do what's best for kids----MY kids.