Saturday, November 28, 2009

On quitting

Hey everyone!!

I'll try and keep this brief (because it is 8:45 am and I have a hockey game in a bit...) I am playing with the Ladies 4's now...the team above the one I used to play for...and it's a permanent move. I'm flattered, of course, but certainly sad to be leaving friends on the other team. (Tonight we are going to a comedy night, so crazy pictures will follow!)

Where did I leave off...Sami came to London last weekend, and we had a short-lived, but awesome time. My friend Carmine and I threw a Pub Crawl in our neighborhood because no one every really comes up here to hang out with us. (I'll admit...where I live is SLIGHTLY off the beaten path.)

We decided to make it a crazy hat event. So...we wore crazy hats from pub to pub. Naturally, I was the only one (besides Matt who is always up for anything) that really got into it, so most of the hats are mine. Clearly, I presumed other people would lame out, so I preempted the possibility that I might be the only one in fancy dress, and I brought out extra hats to force people into wearing them :) I'm such a good friend, eh?

Sami and Jason came to watch our hockey game (in the pooooouring rain), and we WON!!! Our first win since I've lived in this country! I know sports aren't about winning (but DAMN it felt good)! WOOOHOOOOO. (Okay, it STILL feels good, one week later.) And I had the assist! I was feeling greedy for a goal, but I'll certainly take an assist on a win.

This is a photo of us, soaking wet, post win. I'm going to treasure this photo forever...since I don't plan on winning again any time soon. ;)

Things kind of went downhill after Sami's visit. I had been talking to him and others about how I wasn't feeling fulfilled in my job. The students are SO difficult, and I just felt like, I've spent five years teaching/crowd controlling kids that don't want to learn...when do I get to actually better my teaching practice by actually TEACHING? In addition, I don't have qualified teacher status in England the way I do in the US, and without that, it is very difficult to get a job in a decent school. I have been thinking that I should start looking for schools that will let me do my teaching practice and get my Qualified Teacher Status (QTS) which will allow me to stay in this country (should I choose to do so) and not limit my options in my career. Furthermore, I have been having very serious problems with The PPP, and how they overwork their staff by taking advantage of workers and not adhering to the contract. We all know that one thing I don't lack is the ability to be vocal, and on numerous occasions, I (and others) have brought up these contractual discrepancies, and nothing has ever been done. People constantly say they will talk to their superiors, but nothing ever happens. Long story short, through lots of tears and lack of sleep, I resigned from my job on Monday.

I don't have another job to take it's place, but the term ends at Christmas, and I planned to stay on until Christmas while I looked for a new job for the next term. It is common for teachers to leave at the end of term, so there are a fair amount of positions available. In any case, on Wednesday I was told that I cannot stay on until the end of term, but that my last day will be Monday, November 30th. I was absolutely shocked. It is highly unconventional to turn a teacher down that wants to stay until the end of term. They will not be able to find a teacher in time, and they will have to higher a substitute...when I was OFFERING to stay! This shock made it all the more clear to me that I made the right decision in resigning because my organization does not have the best interests of the students at hand. (I was in the middle of finishing final drafts of papers that they need in order to graduate with them, for goodness sakes!)

Now, my company prides itself on honesty, and non-oppressive practice. I decided that in order to follow in the ethos of the company, I should be honest with the company about the reasons why I was leaving. So, I wrote a formal resignation letter explaining my reasons (listed above) to the company. I decided to email the letter to everyone. I figured, everyone has the right to know why I've left, instead of speculating about the reasons after I'm gone. Apparently, people don't exactly DO this. (Kidding, kidding, I know people don't exactly do this...but I'm a bit fiery, and I like to protest when things are unfair. I should have been a suffragette...) The letter detailed how I feel that the ethos of the company is brilliant, which is why I accepted a job at The PPP, but I think the CEO is out of touch with what actually happens in his buildings, and the ethos is not actually being practiced. Decisions are made based on money, and not based on the best interests of the students. (Don't worry, believe it or not, I was very tactful...as tactful as you can be when you are writing a letter to an entire company, and a CEO, of a company of only 80 people, who has never bothered to meet you.)

Let's just say, I was shocked by the responses. People I hardly know sent me emails thanking me, applauding me for my courage, and telling me that they too have been raising similar issues and nothing is happening. One guy who I've spoken to only once, from a different building than mine (he works with ESL kids), came over to my building after work to kiss me (on the lips!, but don't worry, he's verrry into his boyfriend) and thank me for bringing the issues out into the open. The CEO of the company responded to the email and has called a meeting for people to address these issues (after I've left, of course). Basically, I wrote the letter for my own personal gratification, but it felt really good to see it responded to in such a positive way. (Not positive for everyone, of course. My boss is truly thrilled about it because he agrees with me, but HR are horrified because I raised some issues about things that could be taken to the press and shed a not-so-flattering light on our organization.)

Moral of the story...I'm still out of a job, come Monday. I am in touch with about five teaching agencies right now to get me work for January. My old agency is giving me substitute teaching work up until Christmas. I sent out two applications to schools on my own, schools that I am really interested in working at (socio-economically diverse, relaxed atmosphere where students don't wear uniforms, young progressive staff, but with a population of students known for wanting to learn). I never expected to get a call back from these schools because last year I sent out about 50 applications, and not one of them responded to me. The only jobs I was able to interview for were with an agency. Anyhow, one of the two schools called me for an interview this coming Monday. (And they BETTER have! I spent 5 hours filling out their application form and crafting the most amazing cover letter in the history of cover letters!) I know I have a 1% chance of getting this position, but I'm over the moon at being given the opportunity to even interview! Then, I have interviews with schools through agencies on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Let's just say, I panicked when I didn't have a job anymore, and contacted every agency I've ever heard of.

This has been lengthy, even after my attempts to make it short, but if you made it to the end, think happy thoughts for me on Monday!

Love you!!!

Sarah

PS: This is what my schedule looks like for Christmas break...who is going to be around??

December 20-25--Connecticut
December 26-27--New Jersey (Bouncing Souls wootwoot!)
December 28-31--New York (I'm TOTALLY going to Oxford Street today and splurging on a ridiculous dress for new years even though I have no real excuse to wear it...)

Sunday, November 15, 2009

I have the best friends in the world


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I ran a marathon. I ran it in 4 hours, 19 minutes, and 39 seconds. I am fast. I am amazing. I am a rockstar. (I am getting the photo cd for christmas because I was SO cold after the race that I have no good pictures of me even holding my medal. Now I guess I have to run another one!)

I could probably end this blog there, but I'm not going to :)

It's a bit hard for me to write this post because I have been on such an upswing with London lately. Since I came back in August, as you all know, things have been really good here. I'm happy, my friends are cool, I have a permanent job, and I'm settling nicely. BUT (isn't there always a but?) being back in the states was a reminder that, even when things in the states aren't quite perfect, it is still my home. It is where the people that I love the most in the world live. Home isn't where you hang your hat, apparently, it's where the love is :) No seriously, I know it's cheesy, but I feel surrounded by love in the states, and that is a feeling almost worth moving back for. Almost. Almost, but not yet. I guess what I'm trying to say is...London rocks...but I've been feeling huuuuge amounts of home-sickness, not for home itself, but for the people there. Marisa, I miss your futon ;)

Anyway, back to being back. I decided this week that I don't like my job. Yes, YES the kids are crazy (CRAZY!), but it's not that. I don't feel supported by my administration. The PPP, first and foremost, is a therapeutic organization. Academics come second. I am an academic. I don't feel like they really care about my job or the roadblocks to teaching in such a difficult environment. The admistration doesn't understand the difficulties presented to teachers in such an environment, and therefore, I don't feel like they are helping US to do what's best to help the young people. I'm feeling frustrated. And slightly taken advantage of. And kind of over it. In addition, and maybe more importantly, if I want to continue teaching in England (and let's be honest, I never have a clue what my future holds), I have to do my "Qualified Teacher" year in the next three years. I cannot do it at The PPP because it is a "special school." I may be limiting my options for the future if I continue to work there. I am sending out my CV to some agencies today...and we will see what happens. Having permanence in a position (and a fairly good wage) is not something that I'm willing to give up at the moment, so let's not all hold our breath for any action to be taken towards me getting a new job. Perhaps I'm just angry at the moment. Perhaps it will pass.

My weeks here have been TOO crazy since I've been back, which may be the reason that I feel constantly over tired. I play hockey on Mondays and Saturdays, I have a late work day on Wednesdays, and now I am taking a mentoring course on Thursdays after work. Tuesdays are my "I'm going to hangout with people midweek day." Luckily, it usually involves either a run or someone making me dinner (I never have time to cook anymore!), so I can kill two birds with one stone. Leigh (for those that are trying to follow who's who--American Dan's housemate, "The Beautiful Kiwi") has been promising me a home-cooked vegetarian meal since the day we met (He used to be a chef), and it finally came to fruition this past week. I feel very lucky to have the friends I have here already, but it is especially nice when they do things like make you amazing ravioli, FROM SCRATCH! (I wish I had the pictures to back this up...but they are all on his camera.)

Despite all of the "lack of time insanity," anyone who has ever met me knows I'm not willing to sacrifice fun for work. SO, much fun has been happening in London since I've been back. Last weekend it was Bonfire night so I went to, HANDS DOWN, the best fireworks I have ever seen in my life. I realized that the majority of fireworks nights in my life have been spent on a blanket in the summer but the fact that it was winter-coat cold did not stop them from being absolutely spectacular...SEE??

This weekend was "uniforms fancy dress" at the hockey club, and my team went as cheerleaders. I think we did an amazing job. (Yea, I designed those t-shirts!) Fancy dress night at the club is generally known as the most fun social of the year, and this year did not disappoint. We danced until the wee hours.

The next few weeks are going to FLY by, and pretty soon I'll be home for Christmas (and my, as yet unborn, niece)! Next weekend Sami (from Oasis in central park...we went to Portugal together...) is coming over from Ireland, so I've promised to keep him highly entertained. (What I mean is, he's going to come to our hockey game and watch us get our butts kicked by a team a million times better than us...) Then, Aly is coming from Arizona to be all smart and give lectures at the British Museum. I'm going to steal her away from Academia as much as I can while she's here. I'm coming back to the states on December 20th. I'm staying for New Years. I will be at my parents until Christmas, and then I will be in New Jersey for the Bouncing Souls until the 27th. After that, I'm looking for a New York host. Who wants me?

Love you all (and miss you times a million),

Sarah

Oh, PS:

#1 reason why London is better than NY: People actually WALK up the escalators in the Tube/Subway. It KILLS me to be back in NYC standing behind people who are too lazy to walk. It is excruciatingly slow. At least in London if you aren't going to walk, you courteously stand on the Right so people can pass you!

#1 reason why NY is better than London (besides the pizza): My NY postman opened my mail, and sometimes stole it, but at least he didn't try to kiss me or sing opera. REALLY loudly. Early in the morning. And wake me up. On my one morning to sleep in for the whole week. JERK.