Well, I've got over 330 hours done now in my internship... and I keep on working knowing I don't have a job next year. I guess that's the hardest part of this. I keep plugging along with a smile on my face, not screaming and yelling and acting like someone who has given up. I haven't given up. I will find something, somewhere. I just wish I could wipe away this year and start over- except I wouldn't like to do this internship again.
How ironic is it that the one thing I had the most fear about- the internship- ended up being the best part of my year. My teaching- which seems to have gotten me fired- I felt totally secure about. I guess perceptions can definitely be misleading.
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who needs to keep a smile stuck on when such nastiness has happened? that has to be both tough ans courageous. i believe you have a right to feel what you're feeling. it's all too "selfish and angry and mean," if you ask me. if the smile helps you get through the day, i get that. you have been a class act and the model of an instructional leader.
ReplyDeletethey may have meant it for evil, but God means it for good, as the saying goes.