To be or not to be…
While Hamlet’s famous line contemplates life or death, mine is referencing a way of life. For the past eight years I have wanted to be an art teacher. After finishing my BFA in 2008, I started sending my resume out every time I heard of an opening in a three county radius. I have kept every rejection notice. I have been rejected over 80 times. So why do I keep at it? Hope. Want. Need.
Coming from a poor family, I was always taught to work hard and to always have hope. I want to be in a classroom, making a difference in kids’ lives. I need a higher paying day job in order to make ends meat. I used to love my current job, but lately because of my boss it has become nothing more than a paycheck, and a small one at that. A first year teacher makes about $10,000 more per year than I do. With that, we would no longer be living paycheck to paycheck, and we would be able to afford to have another child.
I have my resume in six schools currently. And this time, I am VERY hopeful. Why? Because this time, the county art coordinator knows I exist. And even better…he wants to meet me and view my portfolio. I owe this to my college photo professor. She knows him, and I thank her tremendously for putting him in touch with me. So wish me luck this week.