On to the first step of my trek to the public school teaching.
It couldn't have been nerve-wracking. It's not the seasoned panel interviewers that roasted me, it's more of the surprise to see my former students as one of the interviewees like I was. Cool, but not quite cool really.
For one, I don't want the hassles of answering pesky questions why I left my former promising job. I do not feel comfortable sharing much of my life to others in such a manner. I feel each story is meant for a certain audience. And mine, at least the latest story unfolding, is not for their casual consumption.
Besides, I know it surprised them to see their college teacher joining the fray to the public high school teaching--not exactly what they thought of me. I probably must have lingered on fixing what I really want. In fact my journey for them is perhaps a bit backward.
But no matter what, wherever the tug pulls, it is time. Tomorrow is not for me.
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