{Lose Control: Part 1}

Ok. Before I start this post I have 2 things to say…

1. I am deathly afraid the English language is playing a trick on me and lose is actually spelled with 2 o's #englishteacher

2. I am also deathly afraid of writing this because it was such a momentous part of my last year and writing it down means really having to come to grips with the crazy and how God brought me though the crazy. 

Ok. Ready, set, break….

Lose Control Introduction HERE 

Part 1: Lose Control

I have wanted to be a teacher since I was in the third grade. 

No ifs ands or buts about it. I was all in at the age of 9. 

When you know what you are going to do so early in life and then all of a sudden it is November of your senior year of college and you have no idea of "how" you are actually going to accomplish this goal panic tends to ensue. 

Full Fledge PANIC. After knowing for for 10+ years what I was going to do with my life I all of a sudden "thought", key word THOUGHT, I had a change of heart. 

After MUCH prayer, tears and chocolate I knew I had made the right decision to pursue teaching right after college.  The question now was "HOW?"

If you follow the education world, or even if you don't, you were probably aware that budgets were being slashed left and right last year and it was literally the WORST time to be looking for a teaching job. 

"Change of heart"+ Worst year ever to graduate as a teacher= FREAK OUT

I had learned about a public charter school who "specializes" in at risk inner city teens.  Um yes please, sign me up. They take students who are literally 3-4 grades behind and send them to top ranked colleges in a matter of a few years. THIS solved my freakout. THIS is what I wanted to do. I poured my heart and soul into the application process. I attended every information session, booth and lunch they hosted. I ate it up. THIS is what I was to do with my life. PLUS this program just happens to be in the same city as my boyfriend. 

Yes, WIN, WIN, WIN situation. 

November, My application gets accepted… SCORE

January, I ACE my phone interview… SCORE

February, I get asked to do a "in class lesson"…. Really I've so got this in the bag, I can teach with my eyes closed. 

(if that ^^ sounds cocky… it's cause it WAS cocky… my, my Lord how you humble)

I write and re-write the PERFECT lesson. 

I get up at 4:30am and drive to my interview, in the MOST perfect interview outfit, and I begin to teach. 

I have never felt more empowered in my life, I explain the 3 branches of government using an interactive tree, a power point, and an innovative group work approach. I have literally just ROCKED the education world.. or so I thought. 

I leave the school on a HIGH.

All there is left to do it wait. 

So I waited…and waited…and waited. 

until next week :)