Today marks an occasion not seen and unwritten for 2-1/2 years. The start of payroll employment.
Tempering the news is this fact: The job is only four to six hours a week. Not enough to live on or to get me off unemployment. (I’ll continue to collect the same weekly amount minus my hourly earnings.) So the employment does not advance my financial situation or ease its severity.
Neither does it offer an opportunity to develop into fulltime work due to teacher certification requirements and laws.
What it does, however, and importantly is put me back into the workforce and onto a resume that ends in 2008 with a cleaning job.
I’ve been regarded as a leper in interviews with some potential employers as if the 2+ years of unemployment indicate something wrong with me, not the economy.
The job — the work — that begins today: tutoring for Sylvan Learning Center. After-school tutoring of elementary school children in basic English.
Now we’re getting somewhere!
This is the first job since 2004 that’s remotely affiliated with my strongest skills, strengths, abilities, education and (former) career in editing and writing. Communications.
The shackles of slavery are not yet off my wrists and ankles. Guess I “knew” that if I wasted away into skin and bone, only two things could happen eventually: I’d slip out of my chains or die.
The incoming tide also affecting the country did not forget me. Today I begin my first 2-hour shift assessing the English level of school kids. Big blog-worthy news indeed.
The seagull. The seagull is spotted. A sign of better things to come …
And I the beaten exhausted sailor am grateful.
–25 January 2011