I’m currently in my tenth, no wait… eleventh year of teaching. Last year was a bit different, I’ll explain in a moment.
– completed PDP (teachers’ school) at SFU in 2000, with a major in History (because I liked it, and it was considered a “teachable major”) and a minor in Learning Disabilities
– started my career in Abbotsford, where I taught a primary skills class for two years ( my students were children who had been diagnosed with mild intellectual disabilities)
– was laid off during a budget deficit year but that was okey-dokey because I was planning on heading overseas
– spent two years teaching children, in English, at a bilingual school in Medellin, Colombia, and travelled all over South America during my vacations
– then thought that I might return to Abbotsford, but decided to continue teaching overseas and so I landed in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia teaching grade five students
– after three years in Malaysia, I thought it might be time to return home, but I moved to Belgium instead and taught at an international school in Brussels for two years
– finally, I came home
– now I have a decade of teaching experience, a lifetime of adventures, and am trying to break back into the public school system in an era of budget shortfalls and cut-backs, but great things are happening
– last year I landed a temporary contract as a teacher librarian, and I LOVED it! How had I taught for so long, with so many wonderful librarians and had never thought “maybe that’s what I should be when I grow up?” Sadly, when last year’s school year ended, so did my gig as “Marian the Librarian.”
– but this year… I landed on my feet as a resource/ESL teacher. It’s full-on and I love it. Every 45 minutes I have a new set of kiddies in front of me, and I’m in and out of classrooms all day long working with kids and teachers, and parents. And now I want to kick it up a notch and teach 21st century literacy skills as part of my reading and writing instruction.
We’ll see where the day takes us…