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The Employed Teacher

I find it hard to fathom but I'm into my second twenty-four hour period as an employed person. I guess this means that my halycon days as a student are now at an end (hah! I talk as though I'd never been anything else but a student).

I does feel good to be getting some financial remuneration for my hard work, but I can't help but miss the benefits (mostly financial) that I received as a student. I suppose these misplaced loyalties will disappear as soon as I get my first paycheck - thirty agonising days from now) and realise how sweet it feels to be "in the money" once again, although the inevitable depression from realising how much is taken in tax obviously sours the experience.

I shouldn't complain. I finish work in three weeks time and get paid for doing almost nothing over the summer. I guess this is one of the great perks of being a teacher. I can however testify that by mis-September, I'll be so exhausted that the word "summer" will be but a reminiscence of a period "long, long ago".

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I'm not even supposed to be here today said…
Hooray for paychecks!

isn't it r-e-m-u-n-e-r-a-t-i-o-n

I'm only mentioning it because hubby called me out on it recently. I consider myself an excellent speller and was appalled that he was right. I've been misspelling it my whole life and no one told me for 32 years!

But if it was just a typo, you can call me a mean name if you want!
Friday, 01 July, 2005
The Scribbler said…
Rachael,

You are absolutely right, it is remuneration and the typo has been duly excised.

As a teacher, I really should be exhibiting a hi levell off speling!
Saturday, 02 July, 2005
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