“I was working as a school safety officer when I met her.
She was a teacher. But she kept working her way up. She became a principal. She
went to work in the central office. She got her doctorate. Eventually she
became the highest-ranking black woman in New York education. She was always
taking that next step. I was working as a custodian when we got married. She
was making five times more than me. It bothered me at first. It took some
counseling to convince me that she hadn’t ‘settled’
for me. I’d been raised on the idea that the man was supposed to provide. But
eventually I came around to the idea that money wasn’t the only way to provide.
I could support her by doing chores, or taking the kids to school, or picking
her up from the airport. Her work benefited all of us, so I could help provide
by making her job easier. And eventually she inspired me to want more for
myself. She’s the one that convinced me to go back to college.”
“I didn’t go to college until I was fifty. I was working as
a custodian and it just got tiresome. You could find me in the exact same
place, at the exact same time, every single day. Clean the halls, clean the
classrooms, clean the bathroom. I wasn’t feeling fulfilled. I started going to
college classes on the nights and weekends. It was difficult because I was
always tired. There’d be times when I didn’t want to do an assignment or I
didn’t want to go to school because it was raining.
But my professors kept telling me: ‘You’re not looking for a job anymore.
You’re looking for a career.’ I graduated five years ago with my BA. Then 2.5
years later I got my Masters. Now I’m a parent coordinator at the same school
where I worked as a custodian. I get to counsel parents about how their
children can get the most out of school. My confidence has doubled. I used to
be unsure about speaking up, because I didn’t feel qualified to offer my
opinion, but now I’ll stop parents on the street-- just to make sure that their
child is on the right track. Some people in my position get stressed when
they’re given a heavy workload, like: ‘Why do I have to do this?’ I always
think: ‘I get to do this.’ I’ve been working in the Department of Education for
thirty years, so I could retire next year with benefits. But I don’t want to.
Because I love my job. Every day is different.”
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