My principal is incredibly supportive and helpful.
My advisors are willing to help in any way humanly possible.
My department goes above and beyond what could ever be required of them.

And what happened today? My master teacher gave me money for work I did last semester. See, right now every class is loaded above contract limits and that means we are compensated (barely) for the extra students we have. She got a check for her overages and decided to give me the money for the class I took last semester. There is no reason in the world for her to have done so because student teachers aren’t paid in any way but she felt it would be a little bit of a bonus for me given how hard I worked.

How sweet is that? Of course it isn’t much money but it is the thought that counts! Not everyone on staff here is perfectly self-less but overall the atmosphere is that of “How can I help someone else have a better experience.”

I am so torn about next year. I want to go to Europe so much and I want to stay here so much. Waiting on the decision is so hard. Granted, I don’t get to make the decision until I am offered a job, but I’ve been told a dozen times that the job is likely assured.

I love my school!!!