Sunday, August 22, 2010
The other day started strange. I awoke at four in the morning to the sound of my cat Ophelia saying, "Cerebro." I lay there in the dark, confused, trying to make sense of the fact that Ophelia could talk, that she'd chosen her first words to be Cerebro. I pondered the meaning of Cerebro for quite some time, wondering if maybe it was one of the X-Men. Finally, I drifted back to sleep. When I awoke I still wasn't 100% sure that Ophelia couldn't talk and I avoided eye contact for the rest of the day, easily done with someone who spends 23 1/2 hours a day sleeping. Apparently she spends the other 1/2 hour saying things like Cerebro.
Anyway I should have known that the day would be strange; once one strange thing happens there are usually more to follow. A short time later I received a brief phone call requesting a meeting on Friday...a meeting about a teaching job at the college. I was caught completely off guard, in fact I think I may have been genuinely flabbergasted. I spent all week wondering if I already had a job, if this was an interview, how would it impact our life, would I enjoy it, what class would I teach, etc., etc.
Friday morning rolled around and I got myself dressed. I tried to look professional as I assumed I would be younger than the rest of the faculty. I tried to cover the entire span of art history in my mind, but just started a weird mental chant of the code of hammurabi, repeating those words over and over---thankfully it was kind of pleasant. I put on some gray pants and Eric said that I needed to iron them. Ugh, who has time iron? So I changed pants and I fully intend to rid myself of the gray pants because I am not the kind of gal who advance plans an outfit and irons the night before. Sam stopped by and said that he almost didn't recognize me with my hair in a bun, which is kind of weird Sam maybe needs to get his eyes checked.
I left early just in case this was the one and only day that Wyoming had a traffic jam. Needless to say I arrived early; I don't think all of the cars in the state could make a traffic jam. I said goodbye to Eric, he dropped me off like it was my first day of school. I walked slowly into the building, looking back at Eric who gave me a thumbs up of encouragement.
I didn't even have to interview, I already had the job! I got the tour, learned about the class I will be teaching and before I knew it I was back in the car, my head spinning. I am starting in less than two weeks! I just have one night class so Cordelia will not need to do daycare or anything and I intend to keep it that way, but it's something to do and a way for me to feel as though I am financially contributing to this family. I am really excited and really nervous!
When I was in school I had an ongoing mental list of things I would or would not do if ever I was to teach a class of my own. Have you ever made such a list? If so, what was on it?
Posted by Maria Rose at Sunday, August 22, 2010