Dear America: Love, Peace Educator
It's undeniable: you are mired in a culture of violence! You are riddled with hatred! Ignorance and apathy are contagious illnesses spreading quickly! Another day, another mass shooting, another trans-teen suicide, more police brutality, climate denial, nature disconnection, fear of other, add discriminatory systems, and overconsumption–America, you are in a terrible state of affairs!
And…here I am...with a MA in Peace Education, half a PhD in Sustainability Education, several years direct experience kicking ass and changing lives in and out of the classroom…AND…I CAN’T FIND PAID WORK IN MY FIELD! (And I live in freaking Portland, Oregon---a so-called progressive mecca!)
C'mon, America!!! Get your gosh-dang, mother-loving priorities straight and let me do the only thing that I am truly great at!
And no, I don’t WANT to start my own damn school. Please don’t make me. I mean it would be an amazing, absolutely transformative school, but...
I want to teach for a more just and sustainable world NOW!
And PLEASE don’t point me towards a potential grant. That’s the part I specifically don’t want to do. Yes, fine, I am probably going to start a program next year, and yes, I will get back to you about where I can find those funders…
But right now… I just want to whine about how incredibly needed what I do is and how incredibly frustrating it is that I can’t even get an interview at a place to teach peace, justice, and climate change education—because I can’t find anybody hiring for that!
I just want there to be opportunities for me to arrive and teach somewhere–instead of building it from scratch, find my own funding, continue to beg for money eternally, and getting paid for 45% of my time for the rest of my life! Rawr!
I just get so mad about it.
If I were amazing at marketing and had as much experience and education as I have–I could surely get a job encouraging all of you to buy more crap! Crap you don’t need! Crap that the earth is dying for and from! But instead, I’m the best substitute teacher in Portland, scraping by on poverty wages, spending lots of unpaid hours supporting progressive education initiatives, and scheming on ways to provide empowering learning experiences to ALL youth through methods and environments that are radically different from business as usual, but still free for the students and pay a living wage to staff and faculty. But, let’s be real…is it even possible?!
I know it will all be ok, I’ll find a vehicle for my trade again. Heck, my co-teacher while I was subbing the other day, said that my short lesson about Rosa Parks to the fourth graders made her misty. At least I’m working with kiddos in the meanwhile. I’ll do what needs to be done and probably have to compromise and return to working 70 hour weeks “for the cause” because it’s a given that educators work a ton and activists at least that much and who am I to expect to get paid decently for something in the peace and justice field anyhow?!
It will be ok, but right now, I am mad to tears about not being as useful as I could be when so very much is going on. Hire me, America! Your kids need me!
With love, heartache, and extreme frustration,
p.s. Yes I absofreakinglutely meant it when I said that I need to get paid in money. You can’t pay rent in KARMA!
p.p.s. I definitely want to point out that I fully understand that I am not unique in this situation and that my privilege allows for me to continue to find paid work in areas that are not directly relevant to my field. I am so grateful for that--this note was written just after hearing the news of the San Bernadino massacre though.