So to put it bluntly, I'll be losing my job at the end of this month.

The college where I teach has decided not to renew my contract as a sessional lecturer for next term.

I was actually made aware of this back in January but didn't mention it to any of my Fropper friends because what can you do about it?

My students and many of my former students then started a massive letter writing and email campaign as well as a petition asking the college to keep me on.

But sadly it doesn't look like this is going to work.

I first started teaching back in the fall of 2003.

It's not often these days that someone with just a B.A. is hired to teach at a community college.

Usually it's only Master's Degrees they hire.

But at the time, a friend of my dad's sat on the Board of Governors of the college so that helped.

I was hired with just a one-year contract. But I was so popular among my students that I got a five-year contract the next year.

And that contract runs out this April.

It's not going to be renewed.

And of course my dad's friend no longer sits on the Board of Governors to work favourable winds my way.

I shall miss teaching.

I shall miss my students.

I shall miss the way my students always broke into huge gales of laughter whenever I inadvertently slipped into an Irish accent and I wasn't aware of it.

Even though I was just 11 when my Irish mother died (in fact it will be 20 years this October that she'll have died), I guess I'd still slip into an Irish accent on occasion since I was so used to it in my younger years.

The old saying is "Whenever a door closes, another one will always open".

I guess I'll soon find out whether that old saying is true or just another bunch of mularkey.

It looks like I'll have one possibility of landing another job- this will be writing local radio ads and local TV commercials for a local advertising agency.

So I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I will get it.

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