Before Cozette was born, I taught music at a local Methodist preschool for three years. I never considered this job as work. Teaching music to those little children brought me joy, and I always said it was a job that fell out of heaven. I have recently been blessed with an opportunity to teach again. It's amazing how it all came together for me. I started considering the possibility of teaching earlier this year. I contacted several preschools, and I received a response from one to follow up in June. I was very disappointed to learn the position was not available when I contacted the preschool in June.
Towards the end of July, I had an impression that I should send another email to the director of that school. Truthfully, I was afraid she might think I was strange to contact her again after she told me the position was not available. It took about two days for me to actually follow through.
The director contacted me following day.
I was pleasantly surprised to read the position was available, and she wanted me to come interview by the end of the week.
We met the following Friday. At the end of the interview, I expressed my reluctance to send that last email. She looked at me with a surprised face and said, "Oh, I meant to tell you how happy I was that you did. My computer crashed earlier this summer, and I lost all of my contacts. I didn't have any way to contact you!" I was speechless. She continued to say that she believed it was God's grace. I agreed. I responded by saying that I liked to call these types of blessings "tender mercies of the Lord." She seemed to like that very much.
This is a special school year for Cozette and me. We get to go to school together every day. She comes to my music class twice a week. A highlight of this position is that in addition to teaching music, I teach chapel weekly. I begin each class with a prayer, and I teach a bible story and lesson. I may be the first Mormon to ever pray and teach bible stories in that wonderful Methodist church! The teachers have been very kind. Last night at the PPA meeting and spaghetti dinner, the director asked me at the last minute to lead everyone in prayer. I must admit that I was nervous.
Cozette loves this school. She talks about it all the time. She even asks over the weekend when we get to go back.
She recently said that she likes it that we are both school girls.
I do too!
