What a fantastical day! My "clean-up day" at practicum was actually an uber relaxation thank you day from Mr. J. He took my classmate and I out to get a 1 hour foot massage (AMAZING) and then out to a delicious Italian lunch. As we were traveling about Mr. J warned me that, based on his experience, I shouldn't expect much to happen as a result of my applying for that internship last night. He said that our University is never given a shot at this particular district and that he himself wasn't even given an interview and he had worked at the school in a different capacity in the past. So I shrugged it off as he pretty much was confirming my own assumptions about this specific school district and figured I wouldn't hear anything back from the SD about my application. Oddly enough though, as we are walking into lunch my cell phone rings and it is the school district I just turned the application into and they want me to come in at 9am on Monday and interview. I kind of think to myself, "did I just enter the twilight zone?" and agree to be there. I shared the news of my phone call with Mr. J who also shared my shock and we sat in silence for a while, wondering what it could possibly mean...
I already feel myself tensing back up after my wonderful massage. I hate interviews, but know it will be good for me to try another one. I start creating complicated and long mental list of things I need to accomplish this weekend: there are 4 chapters to read for class plus post about, need to scan about 60 pages of documentation, need to put together my 16 section exit interview binder, need to finish the 9 page exit interview questionnaire, plus now I need to study up on environmental factors that affect learning and put together a new portfolio for the interview on Monday. The exhaustion returns to me and I just want to crawl under the table. The food, although delicious, looses it's appeal and I end up taking the majority of it home.
After lunch we have a bitter sweet goodbye at Mr. J's office. It has been a great experience and I will miss it as well as Mr. J.
I get home and hang out with my husband, filling him in on my latest internship interview that has been lined up. Then the phone rings. I figure it is just a politician, but it is someone who asks to speak with me. She introduces her self-it is Mrs. F, the special ed director of the SD I interviewed with on Wednesday (which, forever after will be named Fairfield SD). She says she has good news for me. I begin to dance around the livingroom as we speak and she tells me I did a wonderful job at my interview and she would like to offer me the position. I accept quickly and tell her how excited I am to be apart of her great team. We make plans to speak next week to arrange for a day to come out and take care of all the HR stuff.
The dancing continues and the stress diminishes.
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