Today's BTBC prompt is to share a story from my college years. Hmmmm. Which time? lol. I attended college fresh out of high school from 1986-1988. That was long enough ago that I don't have a lot of stories. I got my first bachelor's degree in a degree completion program that I attended once a week from 6-10 p.m. Then I got this crazy idea to become a teacher and I attended college online through Fort Hays State University's online program to earn my teaching degree. My story is that I have never looked back, I have never regretted it or thought it was too hard to work, raise kids and go to school. I have thought that maybe teaching wasn't for me. I have never been happier than once I started putting into practice through college internships (some places call them practicums?) the teaching skills I was learning. Once I started interacting with the students, then I know I had found the career I was meant to do.
I remember this about college (the first time): late night snacks in the dorm with the dorm parent, learning that almost anything is good if you add some cheese, learning that boys are not ALL icky, shooting pool in the boy's dorm, and gaining some independence.
Today I am up to start training my body to get up at a decent hour so we can be on the road to the school when we need to be. If I hurry up I can squeeze in a walk for my health. So I am feeling rushed. Plus, the fact that it was eons ago when I packed up my bags and went off to college. It was SO long ago. Most of the those stories have died and I should just let them. Let's be honest, I am not sure I want to remember what happened in 1986-1988.
So.... as much as I would love to sit and drink another cup of coffee and blog, the great outdoors is calling. And for once, I can hear her. I must answer.