If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook then you probably heard that last week was when my school voted on teacher of the year or our TOY as we like to call them. In order to be considered for the ballot you have to teach for 5 years along with meeting a page of other requirements. Then your name goes on the ballot and the staff votes.
This was my 5th year of teaching which qualified me to be on the ballot and while part of me was thrilled with the opportunity the other part of me was extremely nervous. Why so nervous? Well because basically our teacher of the year vote is a popularity vote. While yes you are supposed to meet basic requirements such as working with the community, seeking professional development, showing leadership skils, etc., etc. as voters we never have the opportunity to really see or even hear about what the teachers have done. There is no showcase, interview, observation, or even campaigning. The ballot is sent out, you check a name, and the winner is chosen. So it basically comes down to who has had positive interactions with the most people.
Hence my nervousness.
I know there is a handful of people at my school who do not really care for me. They don't like that instead of fighting everything, I give it a try with a positive attitude. They don't like that I've been presented with some awesome opportunities. Of course, these people also do not consider that nothing has been given to me, but that I have worked my butt off for everything that has came my way.
I truly love my job (98% of the time) and take personal satisfaction in knowing that I put everything into being the best teacher I can be. I face the challenges of a diverse classroom, state assessments, interventions, more paperwork, and everything else that comes with being a teacher, head on. I do what I can to the best of my abilities. Simple as that. Some people don't seem to like this.
If you know me in real life, you probably know that I am a very competitive person (you can thank my dad for that) so when I heard that teacher of the year was down to me and another teacher of course I was hoping with everything I have that I would win.
But, I didn't.
Which brings me to what I learned this week.
I learned that I can survive losing.
And you know what?
Honestly, it wasn't that bad.
Yes, I was disappointed.
Yes, I totally milked it and had hubby make dinner while I enjoyed a glass of wine.
Yes, it may have been a factor in my weekend shopping.
But, I survived.
And according to my class they all said it was okay because I was still their teacher of the year. I know, right, those kiss-ups!!
So now all I have to do is figure what my next goal is going to be?
You know since my plan of winning district teacher of the year has been waylaid at least another year!
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