Whenever you face trials of any kind, consider it nothing but joy, because you know that the testing of your faith produces endurance; and let endurance have its full effect, so that you may be mature and complete, lacking in nothing. (James 1:2-4)
I always wanted to be a teacher. I don’t ever remember wanting to be anything else in life. Very rarely are we blessed enough to know our vocation early in life. After completing my B. Ed, I applied for a job in several schools, but everywhere I went, they turned me down. I began praying earnestly for a good job and finally cleared an interview for a temporary post of 6 months at a Government school. Little did I know, the raw, naive me, had stepped into the “BIG BAD WORLD” as they all call it.
On my very first day, I was made class teacher of the worst class in the school. During my break, I went to the staff room hoping to vent out my frustration and ask questions about the working of the school, but I was completely ignored. They all had their groups and I was forced to sit alone, everyday for 2 whole months. NOBODY spoke to me. In contrast to me being surrounded by lively friends, this place was like a prison. I tried getting answers on my own but to no avail. Finally in desperation, I approached my co-teacher but she curtly replied, “Don’t ask me, I don’t know anything“. I realised they were afraid of being quoted. The teachers were really nice people but badly treated and desperate for this job. After 3 months I grew depressed, frustrated, angry and lonely. Being the social butterfly that I was, this was utter torture. At that point, for the first time in my life, I thought that maybe I wasn’t cut out to be a teacher. It was a nightmare! My social life was relatively nonexistent, as every evening I had to sit by myself and plan out the next day’s lessons. I somehow managed to complete the term of 6 months. I was immediately offered a permanent job there which I however rejected since I was fed up with the functioning of the school.
I had absolutely no other alternate job in hand and I had just given up the offer of a ‘government‘ job.
However, as I spent time in prayer, I felt the Lord telling me to trust in Him and that He would work things out in my favour.
A year down the line, I got a job in Sharda Mandir school, Miramar. I LOVE MY JOB. It’s a private school, pays less than the government ones, has double the work and really high performance standards, but I love it! The staff, the students and everyone treat me with respect. Before I ask for help, my questions are answered. I bonded so well with my co teachers that we are like family now.
I believe that the Lord permitted me to go through the struggle at my first job in order to make me stronger and to build up my faith.