This has been an invigorating week, because it's been a productive week-- probably the most productive week that I've had in months.
I basically spent 40 hours in mandatory teacher training for the large district that I will begin subbing in during the next few weeks. I was able to meet twenty-five people from all ethnic and economic backgrounds who are beginning their teaching careers. Some have been in education for decades, others have been in the corporate world, others are mothers going back to work, trying to get on their own feet. Actors, lawyers, administrators-- we had them all.
We were in class for about 10 hours a day from Tuesday until today, and I can honestly say that I learned a lot. I even met a guy from Boston, who basically did the reverse of what I did. He packed his bags and headed from the east coast to the west coast with a little bit of money and many dreams. Well, I did that, from LA to New York, and after two years of the big city, I'm back in LA. I'm still trying to figure out what each of these cities means to me, and I still wonder if I'll ever return to New York. Someone made the analogy that leaving a city feels like getting a divorce, especially when you have attachments, memories, emotions and other investments in the place.
Whatever the case may be, right now I love LA. That doesn't mean that I don't have dreams that may carry me elsewhere. And that's the way it should be.