I don't think I would really send this to anyone. But it describes how I feel about the whole situation of looking for a job the last few months. Dear Principal, I can't even begin to imagine how a principal would pick applicants that they want to interview out of a pool of hundreds or thousands. But I care about me, selfish as that may sound. So how do I get noticed? I've literally sent out hundreds of letters and emails. Even made a couple of phone calls. And I've not gotten a nibble, not one. I'm beginning to get frustrated. This is not about getting a job. I have a job. It pays well enough for me and my family to pay our bills, and shelter, feed and clothe our children. So many times I have gotten the variation on, “Just be happy you have a job in this economy.” I am! But I'm not doing what I love. Do you remember that moment in When Harry Met Sally where Harry finally figures out he's in love with Sally? He goes looking for her. When he finds her, he tells her, “I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” That's how I feel about teaching. When I figured out that it's what I wanted to do with the rest of my life, I wanted to start teaching as soon as possible. I admit, it took me awhile to figure out that being in a classroom is my calling and the thing that I do best. In fact, it took having a job outside of education to make me realize that teaching is where I belong. It's the only occupation for which I have a passion. Everything else is just a job. I love children. I love working with them and teaching them. I believe that when I am in the classroom, children benefit from my instruction. No...I KNOW that when I am in the classroom children benefit from my instruction. A couple of weeks ago, there was a reunion of seniors at the elementary school I had taught at. I had taught some of these kids as third graders. I was completely shocked when one of them told me, “Mr. PPC, you really made me love math.” Wow...I keep going over that in my mind again and again. That says it all for me. That's why I need to teach. I made a difference in a child's life. I could tell you about the books I've read, the workshops I've attended, the buzz words I've learned. But that doesn't get to the heart of the matter. All of that stuff is just peripheral. It's important, to be sure, but it's not why I'm a teacher. One thing I know, I am still at teacher. And I NEED to be in a classroom. All I'm asking for is a chance. Thank you.