Her face says it all. She was full of so many emotions today - she couldn't contain herself. She laughed, screamed and danced. We made purses, played "Pin the wand on Tinkerbell", decorated cupcakes and hit a Purse pinata.
Unfortunately, about 15 minutes before the party started I received a certified letter from my school. I was "pink slipped" - or I think the correct word is "fired". As a provisional employee (within three years of employment) the district can let me go without reason. I was naturally blown away. This came out of left field. No phone call - no sit down conversation - a LETTER! I suspected that I was not my principal's favorite person, but I NEVER believed that she would let that get in the way of our work. I am a good counselor. I have not received a negative review - in fact they were supposed to review me twice this year, but never did. I was never reprimanded or "talked to" about my performance - good or bad.
As the reality sunk in, I started to freak out. I actually broke down and started crying and shaking. Chris didn't know what to do until I yelled, "Go clean the bathroom floor - they'll be here any minute!" And then he made me a strong rum and coke - I didn't think a valium was appropriate.
After watching the joy that Ella experienced today, I was able to contain myself a bit and am slowly regaining composure about this situation. I needed to stay calm for her sake.
After the party, I emailed the attorney on staff with my union. What do they say in the commercials - wrongful termination? We'll see what he thinks. Luckily I have a week to mull this over. This upcoming week is Spring Break. At this point, I'm feeling so humiliated I don't think I can face anyone back at school.
California - here I come.