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     Lakeview was my first "real" job--in the sense that it was full-time, permanent, and related to my studies at SWTSU. It took me three years to get there, most likely due to how my student teaching at JHS fell apart prior to graduating from San Marcos. Another contributing factor to this long wait was failing, on my first attempt, one of the certification exams TX made new teachers take in 1986. I thought it would be interesting to be more of a facilitator/supervisor than a teacher; and I was actually looking forward to using it as a stepping stone to another ministry opportunity. When Lakeview voted to close the "Academy" at the end of my first year, I got to stay on as a middle school math and social studies teacher. After a good start, I gradually focused more on curriculum and less on students; I also saw my classroom management skills rapidly deteriorate. My relationship with Mr. Byrom also deteriorated to the point where I thought he would fire me on the spot after being non-renewed. It also discouraged me from teaching for several years.

     NOTEWORTHY:  My first-year salary was $10,000, with my second-year salary at $10,050. This was nothing to worry about since I had no car and I was still staying with Dad and Mom.  During the 1989-90 school year I was "supervisor" for grades 9-12. These students used the Accelerated Christian Education curriculum, consisting of booklets called "PACEs" the students completed at their own speed in a particular discipline. In 1990-91 I was teaching math and social studies for grades 6-8, predominantly using the ABeka curriculum.
In 2003, SWTSU (Southwest Texas State University) changed its name to Texas State University.

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