I got an e-mail last night form a supervisor about our testing schedule. It included when we would be proctoring and when testing would take place in our rooms and we would have to move. For anyone who is not a teacher or does not remember from high school, the end of the year can be very hectic. There are certain exams that have to be completed by certain times frames and the windows of opportunity to impart wisdom on our youth begin to quickly fade, especially for those of us who teach students who are trying to graduate because all of the deadlines for seniors are about two weeks earlier than everyone else. Anyway, I perused this spreadsheet for my name and I found my name way more than I expected to find it. I was being displaced 4 times and proctoring 3 times.
It’s time for a side story. So, last year I was teaching a really amazing course that I loved and one that I like, but could live without. Then I got the opportunity to teach another interesting course, and because I like challenges, I thought it would be great to have the class I love and an exciting, new course to learn and teach. Well, I found out that instead of replacing the course that I could live without with the new course, they decided to take away the course that I loved teaching. The one silver lining was that I would not have to proctor any tests at the end of the year. Fast forward to yesterday, when, much to my chagrin, I found out I was proctoring three. I hemmed and hawed. I shot off a very nice e-mail with a plea for help. Not because it was inconvenient or unexpected, but because it would interfere with the education of my students through the end of the semester. I got a response that I could find a better place to teach my classes, but not get out of proctoring, so that I could teach my classes. I was frustrated, but I decided that I would not lose sleep over it. I prayed about it and went to bed. I got to school and saw one of my friends and immediately began to complain. I caught myself and chastised myself. I saw another teacher and spoke about the situation, not complaining, but just asking if I was being irrational. As it turns out, I was not. But, I needed to let it go. By the time I got to my room after having that conversation, I had an e-mail informing me that I was only needed for proctoring on one day, and it is a day when my students are taking an exam, so they will not be in class. The problem was worked out. I wish that I had just prayed about it first, never got upset, and never complained. Nevertheless, when I saw my mishandling of the situation, I asked God to forgive me and work the situation out, not my way, but His way, which will always be whatever is best for me. This may not seem like a big deal, but I take my job pretty seriously, so to me it was. However, even in the small things, we can go the Lord and He will WORK IT OUT! Ms. EV
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