The first day of public school passed and I slept in for the first time in 22 years. Now it is September 1st and I still have not begun working. Nevertheless looming over my head is the specter of getting only half my salary in a pension, and the bills from my children's college education. I had been looking for a couple months and considered some diverse possibilities: musician on cruise ship, dealer in a casino, art dealer, wedding photographer, web page designer, starving artist and gourmet coffee cart entrepreneur.
Truly my best prospects were in teaching. Two years ago, one of the parents of a student in my computer skills class mentioned to me that when I got tired of public school I should apply to Empire College (business school). I did apply and came in a second time personally with a cover letter, resume and transcript. About 2 weeks ago I received a call to come in for an interview. The interview seemed to go well. I reintroduced myself to the dean of the day classes and met the dean of night classes.
Then 2 days ago I received an email, asking me to come to give a practice lesson (5 to 10 minutes long). In the interview we had discussed the possibility of teaching Business English as well as computer skills. The lesson I chose was: "all ready" vs "already" and "all right" vs "alright". Six members of the staff attended and I thought it went fairly well. (I won't bore you with details.)
I checked the message machine yesterday and the night school dean wanted to know if I was interested in teaching a night class- four nights a week. I certainly was. And would I come in this evening to look over the program. I certainly would. I met the present instructor, who is a musician soon to join a symphony and got a great overview of the curriculum. Linda, the dean, asked me if I would teach four nights a week, 6 PM to 10 PM and let her know in the morning.
I certainly would and I certainly will. I still have not heard from the day class dean. This may not be the end of it.
