I used to be a KG1 teacher. Infact, I was a KG1 teacher for three years here in Egypt.
But I wasn't happy. I wasn't feeling the Islam in Egypt. So, I left the school where I'd been and headed 45 minutes away to an Islamic-International School.
They had no materials. I had to buy, make or modify everything. I spent 200 LE on posters and educational decorations. I spent another 220 LE on the special Curious George posters.
It isn't all about the money. It's about my vision, my initiating energy and my hope. I hoped that all what I was putting into my classroom would pay off over the year. I would educate a new group of Muslim students inshahallah.
There was no need for a class. Today I took down everything I put up earlier this month. I took it down with a heavy heart. Alhumdulillah. I kept rememberance of Allah. It isn't only my heart which hurts. My thumb hurts from yanking so much sticky tack.
I'm told I still have a job. They want to use me...they just haven't figured out how. It's embarrassing to go from a classroom teacher to a kind of vagabond everyone is talking about. Seriously? It's sad.
It's not so much sad for me but sad for the ummah. Why can't we run our schools? Why can't we find an ounce of organization in our bodies? It's a kind of stillbirth. Sure, we have an Islamic International school but it's not fulfilling the mission it was meant to. Islam is about peace and this school is about chaos.
I don't do well in chaos.
So...that leaves me...where?!
I don't know about professionally but here's a picture Mr. Boo made of us together. He's very proud of the dress he made for me. Yes, there's a lot of love there. A big reason to stay at the school is to avoid a problem in his life.
Notice the border around the picture. I made the border from a rolling paint trim I bought at JoAnn's in The States. I also bought a BIG multi-color ink pad to roll it on. I dreamed about using it in my class. I did! Alhumdulillah. It was only three days but I did.
I'm going to trust God and keep an open mind about alllllllllllll the possibilities.
Thanks for looking at my pictures. They are all that's left of a really nice place I made for kids to feel happy, loved, safe and encouraged. Too bad that it's gone.