THE ONE WHERE MY MOM DIED 2010-2011: Wichita Public Schools: White PreK-5 Library
The 2010 School year was tough. My Mother had lived with breast cancer for several years. She was going down hill. I started taking off as many monthly Professional Development days that I could. It was easy to be gone on those days because they involved an AM Specials meeting at our School and a PM district wide meeting with other Librarians. I could tell that our district Campus Support LMS did not like that I was gone all the time and missed a lot of these meetings. What could I do?
A strong rumor was floating around that the High School Librarians jobs were going to be cut as a way to save money for the school district. Librarians were allocated on a yearly basis so it became commonplace to wonder if you would have a job the following year? This is due to the fact that when I was a Librarian we were NEVER a part of the contractual planning time that teachers were guaranteed each week. I focused on becoming indispensable so that my job would NEVER get cut. I would go to work sick knowing that if a substitute teacher showed up for me, they would be pulled to fill another substitute teacher vacancy of a classroom teacher. I put pressure on myself to never miss work. If/when I did, Teachers missed their plan time. Teachers need and deserve their contractual plan time and I was not going to make them miss it. No one ever told me that I had to take this attitude. It is a pressure I put on myself. When a specials sub job was not filled and a teacher did not get their plan time, there was hell to be paid in how some classroom teachers treated you. The teachers in my building ALWAYS had extra time on top of their contractual planning time. Why were some of them so nasty when substitutes would not fill our positions? Sometimes we would offer (and get compensated) to take double classes so that the teachers would get their plan time. It was exhausting. I honestly believe that the pressure I put on myself caused me a lot of anxiety. It is something that is still a part of me today. I am hopeful that when I retire I will learn how to calm down. WOW, sorry long rant. I just wanted to set the stage about what it was like for me the week my Mom died.
She went into the hospital on a Saturday in early April. I would go and visit during my lunch which luckily had plan time next to it. My Principal Marcia Sheplar was so gracious and good to me. I was not pressured to be at school, I pressured myself to be there. I believe I ended up taking one day off that week which luckily did get filled with a substitute. My Mom died the following Saturday. I was in the room when she passed. It was one of the hardest experiences of my life. I DEEPLY REGRET THAT I DID NOT TAKE OFF THE TIME TO BE WITH HER DURING HER LAST WEEK. I told myself I would never do that again.
Life went on and our oldest son graduated from Campus High. He was going to go to Cowley County Community College in the fall. He decided that he no longer wanted to attend church and be Catholic. It broke my heart. It was initially hard for me to accept but I eventually did. Our youngest son was going to be a Junior at Campus High.
Look for my next blog entry on 4/8/22 entitled THE ONE WHERE ONE SON WENT TO COLLEGE AND THE OTHER ONE WENT TO SPAIN.
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