- I've found my calling -
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Monday, January 23, 2006
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As many of my close friends know, I have been going through this "lack of direction" struggle. What the heck do I want to do? Take counseling classes at RTS? Teach another year? If so, preschool or theatre? Private school or public school? Should i get some random day job and try to break into the Orlando theatre scene? I've been so confused.
Well today I was granted clarity. I want to be a professional crossing guard.
You see at CFCA teacher each get weekly duties. For example, roaming "B" hall afterschool to make sure no kids are lingering in the hallways, or standing out in the parking lot to make sure there are no foggin' up the windows makeout sessions, and so forth. Well this week, I was assigned the afternoon car line. Now I admit, I was nervous. Afternoon car line is the most dreaded job amoung teachers- its high stress. You have to wave cars foward, three at a time, to pick up little Johnny and Susie. And if a car wont pull up all the way- you have to yell at them. "I dont care if Bobbi Joe is 3 inches from the car, PULL UP DAMNIT!" Furthermore, students and parents are standing (here it comes) at the CROSSWALK and you have to stop the traffic with one hand and wave on the pedestrians WITH THE OTHER HAND....AT THE SAME TIME...FROM BOTH SIDES! Well this is where most teachers fall apart. Its too much for them. But not for me, I was a master. Mr Bess, my administrator, even told me I did BETTER THAN MOST. ha. and it was only my first day. It was beautiful: I waved, I stopped...I waved again...you get the idea. At the end of that 17 minutes- it became clear to me- I had found my calling.
I can't wait till the final bell rings at 3:13 tomorrow afternoon and I can once again, step into my element and feel as if i am fulfilling my purpose. Thank you.
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5 Comments:
It's nice to see when one's prayers have been answered
It's comforting to know that when you're too tiny to reach the stars they'll come crashing down around your feet.
Hmm, the crossing guard...the CROSSing guard. I think this was a match made in heaven.
Maybe I should be the TOWN(ley) Crier?! Oh my gosh, I'm off to make a city using everyone's last names... Bethany could have a seamstress factory that delivers your stuff back to you... Mend-and-Haul....I'M A GENIUS!
Danielle....
Are you a dad?.....
yeah, that was definitly corny dad-ness
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