Since some of you asked…
I did it I'm in! I just had my first week of college. I’m officially a student, registered at the local community college, in our district, there are 4 campuses.
I’ll make no bones about it; I bombed on the math portion of the test No shock there. I more than figured I would.
I have to take a developmental class and lab-- but only one!
I feel better about that; rather than studying and taking the test over. I want to be sure of myself. So if a math class is necessary, then so be it. I was about 20 points shy of passing. Blech! I’m just not strong in math.
My head was a little swollen when the testing administrator told me my writing was the highest score he'd seen that day. I laughed on the inside—but the reality of it is plain and simple sadness behind that statement; kids graduate high school everyday and can't read or write, or in my case-- work simple Algebra. I dropped out of high school to marry my Honey. I lacked 1 class in ALGEBRA to graduate from the Summer class of ‘83!
I’ve not lost any sleep over failing high school Algebra.
SOLVING FOR WHY? Here's the thing... I'm sure I can figure out far more Algebra than I'm aware of; I didn't make it this far in life without solving for x or y !!!
Oddly, I enjoyed the math class, Beginning Algebra. It’s the English class I’m worried about. All the writing. This instructor asked the class, do we have anyone that likes to write? A few of us raised our hands, I don’t think she saw mine—kind of a relief really! Some assignments she wants to be one page journal entries. Y’all know, I’m pretty wordy! Some assignments she wants 600-800 word essays! I should probably practice and get the feel of an 800 word essay.
I COULD JUST PRETEND I’M BLOGGING!
…NO! she does NOT know I blog.
Both classes started out kind of the same way, go around the room, tell us your name, and something interesting about yourself or what is your major?”"
The young students, not all but some, spouted off what their goal was and their major; honestly, it reminded me of my 2 yr old Vincy, parroting words he’d been taught to say; they answer almost questioning themselves. Other students knew exactly what their goal was; and you could hear the conviction in their voice. I answered as honestly as a possible. The feeling I had was, pretty much what I’ve told you here before… it’s as though I were wandering aimlessly through life. I don’t know my major, except what the advisor filled in the blank space at registration; and I don’t know what ‘something’ interesting would be except that I just turned 50 and am returning to school. All I can say is I love learning.
Am I nervous about school? Yes. Am I looking forward to going back next week? You bet! Do I know WHY I’m there, now, after the first week?
I just love learning.
‘Til next time, be blessed y’all!
“Study to show thyself approved unto God; a worker man who needs not be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of Truth. ~ 2 Timothy 2:15
PS: in case you were wondering, this blog post BEFORE THE post script is 556 WORDS! Not quite 600 words needed for the bottom line, in an English paper! Aaack! (with post script 589) I still need work! So expect even lengthier posts from me! YAY! – 604