A Life Transition

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January 11, 2018 ECHO Magazine

What if I could help people who could not tolerate the public education system? Could I be the kind of teacher to young Alaskans so many others  might have been for me?

There comes a time in every person’s lifewhen one must decide if where they are going is leading to where they want to be. Perhaps you have sought opportunities that are not now fulfilling. Can you
dare to change direction?

For me the question arose while I was in Juneau. I had already enjoyed a couple of interesting career moves from my original home in Anchorage.

I had been living a couple of years in the various harbors of the Juneau/Douglas area on my sailboat, working for non-profit corporations promoting Alaska Public Education to lawmakers. Life was streaming by. During
the workweek I did paperwork and interacted with various people to promote
public education causes. On the weekends I enjoyed a Jimmy Buffett, “A Pirate
Looks at 40” lifestyle, or sailed around the area.

But what did I really want to DO with my life? Many people face this challenge at some point.

As a youth I had generally disdained my teachers in high school,
with a few exceptions. I had regarded the entire public school system as
19th century learning factories. Now my job was singing praises to public
education for those who funded it. As a student I had done only as well as I
needed to do to keep the adults who always told me I could do better off my
back.

School was a necessary evil and I was attracted to the classroom.
I had managed to gain a bachelor’s degree–and the former Chancellor of the
University of Alaska, Anchorage had recruited me to be his legislative aide. He
had brought me to Juneau in 1982.

Now, a decade later, It occurred to me:
What if I could help people who needed more than the public education system
could provide? Could I be the kind of teacher to young Alaskans so many others might
have been for me?

To become a teacher required a new tack; I needed to pull the
tiller in a new direction and quickly adjust the sails. It meant finding the
prevailing winds going back to school.

I was no stranger to the University of Alaska, Juneau as it was
called then. I had taken a class in photography specifically so I could use
their darkroom to process images I had taken for my legislator boss. While I
had previously made my living with my cameras, the class was a bust for me and
I took an F for lack of participation. That bad grade now haunted me when I
needed a good grade-point average to gain Alaska certification as a Type A
teacher.

Lesson learned.

So I took classes I thought would help me be the kind of teacher
who could be successful in rural Alaska. I had attended public school in a
village and understood what might be required to be successful. In addition to
the courses required to gain certification I took classes in small engine
repair, marine tech, and woodworking. Computer technology was a coming trend so
I pursued a master’s degree with emphasis in teaching with technology. In those
classes we learned how to teach students to use Apple IIe computers.

I earned my master’s degree in Education in 1989 and did
everything but the student teaching requirement to be certified as a secondary
teacher. I was scheduled to begin student teaching when life threw me another
curve: I fell in love, and got married February 14, 1990.

This created a barrier to reaching my goal of becoming a
teacher; only a fool quits a good-paying job to do free student teaching for
half a year on a new marriage. I first had to learn how to share my life with
another person.

Pursuing a teaching career caused me to
look at all of my life differently.

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When dealing with other people I now attempted to make my
interactions instructional. Sometimes this worked and sometimes it
didn’t.

Meanwhile, my wife’s career in banking soared. When the time
came, I revisited the idea of becoming a teacher, and my wife, Cathy, supported
me in taking coursework required to teach K-8. I finished student teaching with
host teacher, Todd Wicks’ fifth grade class, at Riverbend Elementary in Juneau,
to become certified in 2003.

I was 52 years old. My newly certified peers in the profession
were mostly kids half my age. I became the most requested substitute teacher in
the Juneau School District and I loved teaching middle-school. That was the
developmental stage in my own life when I had faced the most challenges. I’m
still connected to some of those former kids through social media!

But now it was Cathy’s turn to shift gears.
She was fed up with Juneau and told me she was moving to Anchorage with or
without me!

As a teacher my options were different. I was now on a career
path and I was qualified for a range of jobs. Public education in Alaska
employs some 8,500 teachers and my first full-year teaching contract was to be
an adventure.

Another curve-ball; a life-threatening heart attack at the end
of 2003 disabled Cathy, but she didn’t qualify for Social Security disability
insurance until 2006. I was applying for full time teaching jobs which would
come with benefits. In the meantime, I was substitute teaching in the Anchorage
School District and tutoring at Sylvan Learning Systems. Cathy managed our
financial resources while we were making mortgage payments on two houses—our Juneau
home and our new home in Anchorage.

One teacher application required interviewing over the
telephone, answering questions from what on my end sounded like it could have
been the entire community of Haines on the other end of the line. They
interviewed 23 candidates for the job of teaching sixth grade. When the
interview ended I told Cathy: “That was fun but I don’t believe they will be
calling me back.”

But they did call back! The superintendent Charlie
Jones said I was the first choice of the community but there was a hitch—I had
to be there and ready to teach in 11 days!

We were living in a 3600 ft. home in College Village. I didn’t
see how we could do that, but Cathy said we could. Movers packed a 42-ft moving
van that later filled four single-car garage storage units in Haines. We drove
777 miles from the Costco gas station in Anchorage to the first gas station in
Haines.

The lessons in classroom management I had learned from Mr. Wicks
saved me in my first year as a teacher and I learned a lot about how public
education really works in Alaska, too. This is the front line in traditional
public education  and the school we were
working in was about to be replaced by a new $14 million monolith that nobody I
talked to had voted for building.

After spending the 2006-07 school year in Haines, Cathy’s
doctors insisted that we remain closer to a full hospital for her health
issues.

Upon returning to Anchorage I pursued my original intent in
becoming a teacher—to teach those who have given up on the public education
system so they might be successful in a career.


This is what I had set out to do and it had
taken me where I wanted to be.

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