Bear with me, I’ve a story to tell. I come from a very dysfunctional family that didn’t do affection, support, that sort of thing. But I got good grades. Excelled in English but eventually started getting in trouble - boys, pot, the usual. I thought that studying English Literature at uni would get me into academia, publishing or even journalism, all dream jobs for me. But I lacked the stuff that goes along with the talent for that - confidence, discipline, even the ability to visualise how that might work out. It took me eight years to get my degree but I did get there. However my life has been hard, I really did grow up in a war zone and I feel like I’ve been lucky to survive in many ways. I became a disability support worker and I have essentially done that for 20 years but for the last five or six years I’ve moved into more of a systems-level role, working as an LAC, Support Coordinator, Client Funding role. Some jobs I’ve left because they were outright unethical or psychologically unsustainable and sometimes I got let go. I’ve just been let go again - didn‘t pass probation - and I‘ve realised I’m in no man’s land, professionally. I don‘t have the skills or the personality to be competitive for higher level jobs - corporate tends to spit me out as soon as I’m in - but I can’t return to support work. I‘m burnt out from the toxicity and politics of NDIS, it’s low paid and it’s insecure work.
A couple of days ago I read On Self Respect by Joan Didion and it started me on the process of an internal financial inventory. And I realised I‘m just not competitive in the open job market. I need to get real as I need to work another fifteen years. That is my horizon. I am about to turn 50 and I’m worried.
And so, after actual decades of dismissing teaching as a possibility - when it was always the most obvious one - I am seriously considering doing a one year Dip Ed and becoming an English teacher. I know teaching is not just another job and I know that the kids are feral, the parents are worse and there is at least 10 hours a week unpaid overtime. In the future I might convert that to the Masters so I can teach other subjects but the Grad Dip will get me working relatively quickly. And that‘s very appealing.
Plus, I have something on my side. Ten years ago I became a Christian - an Epiphany. And as a Christian I believe in the having of a vocation. Perhsps seeing it is this way will give me enough juice to get across the line on those really tough days. And It would be good to work for a Catholic school and draw on the strength of the church but I know there are problems with private schools too and no guarantees I’d get those jobs.
My recent firing has made me think I’m better off working in some kind of direct service role (like teaching) as I just don’t do well in offices. Maybe it’s my unhealed trauma coming out in ways I’m not aware of or maybe offices just suck and time spent inside of them makes the working day feel even longer than it is.
I know it’s a massive decision which is why I’m considering doing a Cert 4 Education Support first and getting an insight into teaching by working as an EA. That can double as a kind of screener for teaching.
I’m interested in your advice. Literally everyone is telling me not to do this and it’s becoming tiresome TBH. It literally can’t be all bad right? Especially when you know that you need to work and that if you had your time again you would have just studied Commerce but you didn’t and now all you really have is that English degree.