For the first time since November...Good news.
My district recalled me.
I got a phone call today informing me of that fact.
My school is still closed, but I will be teaching the same grade at a different school.
I'm working up to true excitement. I'm currently resting in the area of relief. Or maybe shock. I'm not sure.
The excitement will come, I just have to give it a few days.
I knew the possibility existed, and when my classroom phone rang in the middle of guided reading, I instructed the class to be silent, "I think this might be a very important phone call" I warned them. "Be quiet." And I think they were, I'm not sure. I wasn't listening to them. (I do know that J--- was standing 2 feet away from me, mock listening by holding his hand up to his ear.)
When I hung up, they asked me what the phone call had been about. "You know how I said I wasn't sure where I was working next year? Now I know. It's not at the school that any of you will be going to, but I have a job." I informed them. Not that they really cared or understood, but at least I had told someone.
I went back to guided reading but was distracted. I finished my groups, gave a few early literacy reading fluency tests (it is testing season, after all) and then it was lunch time. I practically flew out the door with my class, excited to inform another teacher who will also be working at this school, that I would be joining her. My class diligently followed me in line to lunch, and waited patiently while I giggle/exclaimed to this teacher that I had been placed and would be working with her. The news slowly spread across the school. A few of the other layed off teacher were recalled, too. Not all of them, but a few of us.
I have a job teaching the same grade. I will have another year to improve and learn and reflect and work to bridge the gap between where I am now and the awesomeness to which I aspire.
It will be good.