Well it’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’ve been rather busy with work and it’s left me with little head-space to think and reflect, so there’s been nothing I’ve been inspired to write about. But I thought I ought to let you know (those of you who are interested) what is going on in my life…
Having returned from Paraguay in December 2009, I first looked for work as a supply (substitute) teacher in Reading, Berkshire, where I’d lived previously. I got a few days of work in early 2010 and then a job came up in a school really close to where I was living, so I applied. It was only a 1-year contract, and I thought it would give me a salary and a bit of stability for a time. I got the job (somewhat to my surprise, because the school is very successful and I didn’t really see myself as the kind of person they would ideally want). I started in February 2010. I found the school to be everything I expected (and feared) it would be but in September they asked if I would stay beyond February and finish the academic year, working until July 2011. I said yes, because it offered a bit more stability and I didn’t have any other ideas of what I wanted to do. I love the children I teach, but I haven’t been particularly happy at the school. So when this February just gone they asked me if I would stay on in the job permanently, I declined the offer. Without any firm future plans. It felt right at the time and it still does. Though I still don’t have a job for September, I am glad to be leaving the school.
I have been applying for teaching jobs in special schools and nursery schools and have had interviews but no job offers. This also feels part of a plan. I feel as though God is guiding me in a new direction, but I can’t quite see which direction it might be.
I have been privileged to be working in the same community where I go to church and where I also live. I enjoy seeing children and parents from school at church, in the local shop, down the street. It has helped me feel a sense of belonging to this part of Reading. I like my church very much – it’s a bit bigger than my ideal-sized church, but full of friendly people and the potential to get involved. I’ve been blessed to have a supportive and prayerful home group. I recently participated in a church production of The Mark Drama which gave expression to my love of acting as well as teaching me new things about God and helping me feel even more part of the church.
My good friend A and her family live very nearby and it has been just wonderful to spend time with them and get to know the children (one of whom is my now 5-year-old goddaughter). I live a 40-minute drive away from my other good friend S and her family, in Oxford. I have really appreciated getting to be part of their lives on a more day-to-day basis.
I do miss my friends from Paraguay. I was part of a community of believers there and, after 4 years, I felt known and appreciated for who I am. I have not reached that point here by a long stretch, and sometimes it is tiring at church and at work being around people who don’t really know me.
My brother got married in April and it was a joyful occasion of family celebration. My parents will celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary this summer, which will also be a happy time, I’m sure.
I have begun to sew stuff… I decided I wanted to develop a creative interest that would produce something useful. I have a friend in Paraguay who inspired me to give quilting a go. So I’ve made a couple of cushion covers, a baby’s ball (for S’s newborn) and I’m in the middle of a ‘throw’ to snuggle under while watching the telly… it’s been very rewarding to be creative in this way. I play the flute once in a while. Last time I was home I finally brought my guitar back and have been known to strum for five minutes here and there. I’ve been appreciating the closeness of the countryside to where I’m living – it’s a five-minute walk to the Thames and there is a very pleasant walk along the river I do quite regularly.
Apart from that my life is consumed with work. Not because I like it this way, but because the English education system (and my school in particular) places unreasonable demands on teachers. I rarely work fewer than 50 hours a week, and usually it’s more like 60. And I still feel as though I don’t do a good enough job. It’s frustrating and I’m not prepared to put up with it. So that’s one of the main reasons I’m looking for something new. I only wish I knew what that was…




