I've been trying to process why the changes at my school have been so overwhelmingly stressful and upsetting to me. I think a big part of it is that I've been here before.
When I was 21, I fell in love with a school. West Side Fine Arts Magnet School was where I learned from passionate, creative women how to love and teach the whole child. And then I saw that school die. I taught in that school as amazing teachers were driven away by a school system and a principal who cared nothing for vision and passion and the arts and who were solely concerned with test scores and mediocrity. I grieved deeply for the loss of that school. I then spent the next 4 years being worn down. I started to believe that just having a job I didn't hate was enough.
And then I met Chatt Hills. Just when I thought I could never love a school again, I went to interview at this charter school and it was love at first site. All of my passion for teaching came back during that interview. I felt renewed, like I had woken up from a coma. Even with it's problems, last year was amazing. I was once again surrounded by collaborative, creative teachers in a school that encouraged me to live out my convictions about education in the classroom every day.
That is why I feel so betrayed, so crushed by the changes at my school. I let down my guard and loved a school again and it's happening again. I've been through this pain before. I've been in a soul-crushing, dream-destroying school and I don't want to go back there. I don't want to watch a school I love close. I don't want to hate my job.