I Never Imagined ThisI've been here for a while and have written three other stories in this group, but for those who haven't read the others, let me recap a bit:
When I was sixteen and in the tenth grade, my English teacher was quite possibly the best thing that had ever happened to me up to that point. I had never been so inspired by a person as I was by him. I went on to get him for another class during my senior year, and I visited him every year I was in college (except for the last one, but that was because he left my old high school). I don't think it's fair to say that I was ever really in love with him, but I have loved him more than I ever expected. No person could play such a huge role in my life, be such a constant in my favorite memories, or have such an influence on me as a person and not be an ob
Given these feelings, if I had known at sixteen what I would be doing now, I can't even imagine what my reaction would have been. I don't think I have ever heard of this happening to anybody else, or at least not, as far as I know, to anybody on here anyway. Lost? Don't worry - I'll explain what I mean in a minute.
Anyway, last school year he spent his time interning at two different schools as a part of his coursework to become a principal. This year he is the principal of an elementary school about half an hour away from where I live.
Maybe some of you can see where this is going; regardless, I'll continue.
I graduated from college in May, and while I've managed to get a part-time job, I've really been hoping to find a full-time job. I really want to become an ESL teacher, but there aren't a lot of open positions for that. I started sending applications and resumes to schools this past summer with hopes that even if I couldn't get the job I want, I might at least be able to get myself into a school and work until I can get the position I want.
About a month ago I found an email from my old teacher. He said that he had an open position for a teacher's assistant at his school and wanted to give me a shot at interviewing for it first.
As you can guess by now, yes, I got the job!
I am now working under the man who was my favorite teacher in high school. I don't know of many people who get such an opportunity. It has been so nice seeing him every day when I go to work. It is so weird but so very nice.
Every day I am reminded of why I have always admired him so much.
One of my greatest concerns is just that I don't disappoint him. For him, I want to be the best employee I can be. He has always done so much for me and has now given me a great opportunity, so I want to make the absolute best out of it.
UPDATE: Since writing this, I've gotten a new job elsewhere. I'm afraid that I need a lot of improvement, but at least if I disappoint any of my bosses it won't be him. Still, I need to do well because he was the one who helped me get this job. I owe him so much for so many things in my life. I did see him once after I got the job, and he was wonderful. He took time out of his day to talk to me and said how much he'd miss me. He hugged me before I left. He thanked me for our friendship - his words, not mine. I'm so glad and amazed that he considers us to be friends. My 16-year-old self lurks somewhere inside me and is jumping up and down in joy at that thought. I can't imagine what my life would be like without him, and I don't want to imagine it.