Employment here I come!

I love titles that give everything away, don’t you?

Yes…I got a job. I also got a hair cut…i’m not sure which one I’m more excited about.

Tomorrow is my first day as the new part-time (and not at all nervous) Spanish teacher for a private high school in Charleston.

This developed over the course of last week and will become official tomorrow when I show up for what used to be just another day of summer vacation or a random day out of the year we didn’t have to go to school…those teacher work days.

I’ve crossed over. Not sure how I feel about that.

I’m supposed to be there tomorrow dressed in clothes I don’t mind getting dirty. This means I’m going to be wearing my 8th grade capris and I’ll more than likely get mistaken for a student. I’ll also probably be rocking some slightly smudged eye-makeup as I just now realized why I felt drawn to the hygiene aisle of Harris Teeter. Blasted makeup-remover.

Yes, I’ll probably look like a middle schooler.

When I got the email officially welcoming me to the school’s family, I was typing Monday night’s super random post. It wasn’t a total shock seeing as I had already been asked if I could start on Thursday, but as soon as I read that email, I felt my mouth fall slightly agape (a.gape).

Next Thursday, the first day of school, I am going to be standing in front of a group of high schoolers (3 groups to be exact) and I am supposed to teach them Spanish. Then I am going to do it again the next day, and again.

My first thought as the reality of this sunk in Monday night…

do I even know Spanish anymore?

Followed by some lamenting over the misplacement of my gray pencil skirt and a declaration that I was going to go watch Pretty Little Liars and pretend I was a teenager for a little while longer.

My parents kept laughing at the look of sheer shock/terror on my face. It was a fun family dinner.

Am I freaking out? No. Maybe. Kinda. Who knows? Yes. Si. Don’t ask. No hablo ingles.

Talk to me when I’ve found my gray pencil skirt…

xoxo,

Mel

P.S. Do you remember your first job? Wanna share some stories?

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11 thoughts on “Employment here I come!

  1. Congratulations! I do remember my first teaching job, North Myrtle Beach middle teaching math and science to sixth graders. I was a great year, fond memeories of my first students are still fresh. And and thirty-two years later, one of my first students introduced herself to Katherine at her internship this summer saying, “you remind me of my sixth grade teacher.”
    You will be fabulous and will “shine” into your student’s lives for many years. Love you and will be praying for you!

  2. I am so excited for you! I have all the faith in the world in you and how you will touch those young adults. I remember my first year of teaching 35 years ago in Andrews, SC with 7th and 8th graders. I took those kids to the beach and several other places they have never been before. Good luck and please keep us informed on how the days go! Love you, Mrs. Beth Cox

  3. Congratulations, Mel! I got my first teaching job in August too! After graduating certified to teach high school biology, I got a job teaching middle school science & algebra. The principal asked me if I thought I could pass the math Praxis. I said yes, and the rest was history! I will always remember the strange feeling the first time I closed my door to begin class and realized I was in charge.
    You are going to be awesome!

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