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In Limbo

The job offer was music to my ears. What I refused to pay close attention to was the contingency ~ I need to be eligible for North Carolina certification. I know I am, but one thing I have learned throughout this process is that it is not easy to get a piece of paper that gives me the ok to teach the subject matter I have been teaching for the last 17 years! It is no different in North Carolina.

I woke up this morning with nothing to do. I was in limbo waiting to hear from Human Resources. I called them first thing in the morning only to hear that my paperwork needed to be passed on to yet another person. Late in the afternoon, I answered my phone hoping to hear the magic phrase, “You are good to go!” No such luck. I was referred to the licensing specialist for the district who needed yet more paperwork before she would okay it or not and give it back to the man I have been working with so he could check references. (Sounds confusing, doesn’t it?) The high of hearing, “We want you” has morphed into thoughts of, “Will I really be going to Benson?” As of 8:07pm tonight, I have not heard back from them.

I did, however, get a phone call from a middle school in Reno. They would like to interview me for an Implementation Specialist position. I would be working with teachers to become more effective in the classroom. This job sounds fascinating, challenging, and right up my alley. I interview tomorrow at 5pm EST. When checking my e-mail, I was reminded of an interview I scheduled with Memphis schools a few weeks ago. I interview with them tonight at 8:30pm. In the meantime, Tony and I have been asking the question: Should I just move up to Manchester with him and hope for the best? What happens if I don’t get that job?

I continue to interview whenever asked knowing that one of these times the stars will align and everything will fall into place.

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  1. If you do come to NH if nothing opens up because of certification, you will be the BEST substitute teacher NH (and possible North Central Mass) has ever known! God will open the way, even if there is a test or two along the way!

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  2. There are positions in Mass. Maybe you should touch base with Maureen Rozanski Lally. I believe she is still working for Mass Dept of Ed :)

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