Yesterday I finished my undergraduate degree in elementary education. I walked across the arts terrace and got my empty folder from the Dean of Teacher’s College and then went and had dinner with my family and a friend. I don’t really know what the future holds for me. I haven’t got a job lined up or even any idea of where I might want to work. I still have things to do before I am a licensed teacher.
I feel a little like the mixed up chameleon (a book we read in school this week). I have so many parts that are going in different directions that I don’t really know what to do anymore. Thank goodness I have my class to go back to for the rest of the school year. That and my classroom teacher told me I could email her any time I had a question. That makes me feel a little better. A little more like there is something stable in my life.
It is time to start packing and getting ready to move on. Things are going to change but I think it will be for the better. I guess we will wait and see…
Tomorrow I graduate from college. I am not leaving my class until the end of their school year so I did not expect any kind of celebrating to go on. I really honestly did not expect anything so when my classroom teacher asked me copy a huge stack of papers for next week in the middle of the afternoon by saying, “I am going to ask Miss Haley to leave now. Oh here copy the papers in the tray,” it took me a moment to process what was happening. I actually stated at her for what felt like forever before it clicked. I carried the stack out to the copier and ran copies. About halfway through, the copier jammed. I knew I couldn’t go back to my teacher and the others would be busy so I just stood at the copier until someone walked by. She helped me fix it a little and then the office lady fixed it the rest of the way. I made more copies and it jammed again! As I was processesing how I would explain this to the office lady as she walked back past, my classroom teacher called me back in the room. Flustered by my inability to fix the copier and the thought that not all of the copies had been made, I rushed back into the room arms full of paper. I didn’t process that the lights were off and there cookies and juice on the table until I was halfway across the classroom and blurted out, “I broke the copier!” Cheering broke out. I stopped looked around and saw the cookies, juice, noise makers, and smartboard with congratulations written on it and signed by all of the students. They cheered for quite a while before my teacher stopped the noise to ask them to tel me why they were celebrating. One of the students answered, “Miss Haley is graduating college!” They ate their cookies and hugged me over and over. I nearly cried when one student, who is particularly difficult and who I had ‘gotten into trouble’ earlier, asked for a hug. I knew I loved these kids but I forget how much they mean to me and how much they care. I couldn’t have asked for a better place to spend the semester! (And I may or may not have cried twice on the way home…)