School's out for summer! (You know they don't play that over the loudspeaker system at elementary schools these days. Maybe I'm remembering high school.) Anyway, I got my hugs, all around. The students and teachers have been ready for the last day for more than a month. The final day itself was a bit of a downer. The walls of the classrooms and the hallways look so sterile and bleak. Alas, the summer will be over before you know it and the school will spring back to color and life.
Because of budget cuts (as a result of Floridians rightly voting themselves a property tax cut), 82 teachers in Osceola County were laid-off. They told the teachers face-to-face which ones were being laid-off, differentiating them from the teachers that were just not asked back (non-renewed.) Brooke fell into the laid-off category. She hasn't found a new position yet, but is more optimistic than I expected. She's got a call-back interview in Kissimmee on Monday. She even interviewed for a Kindergarten position at my school. That one hasn't been filled to my knowledge yet.
I was asked back to my school for August. I hope I can afford to work there another year. I'm still working at EPCOT part time. (I guess I'll ask for more hours this summer. We won't do vacation until Brooke's wedding in October.) It's been such a blessing to be happy to go to work in the morning, instead of filling with dread and anxiety. Working at FRE is a pleasure.
Because of budget cuts (as a result of Floridians rightly voting themselves a property tax cut), 82 teachers in Osceola County were laid-off. They told the teachers face-to-face which ones were being laid-off, differentiating them from the teachers that were just not asked back (non-renewed.) Brooke fell into the laid-off category. She hasn't found a new position yet, but is more optimistic than I expected. She's got a call-back interview in Kissimmee on Monday. She even interviewed for a Kindergarten position at my school. That one hasn't been filled to my knowledge yet.
I was asked back to my school for August. I hope I can afford to work there another year. I'm still working at EPCOT part time. (I guess I'll ask for more hours this summer. We won't do vacation until Brooke's wedding in October.) It's been such a blessing to be happy to go to work in the morning, instead of filling with dread and anxiety. Working at FRE is a pleasure.
