Back To School

Just Like in the Movies

About a year ago, I had a moving experience with a group of teenaged girls.

[Ed’s Note: Oh for the love of pete…]

It was an epiphany that spurred me to put into motion the chain of events that concluded with the moment, earlier today, when I opened an envelope from the University of Ottawa that read, in part:

“I am pleased to offer you admission as a full-time student to the Faculty of Education.”

I’s a gonna be a teacher, pa!

Yes, it’s all very exciting. The long term plan is to find a place to stay in Ottawa for September 1. The short term plan is to figure out what the hell I’m going to do with all my stuff! I have a very nice bed and couch and office furniture that I don’t want to lose, but obviously can’t cart to the capital for 8 months of drinking and plaguarizing. Any takers (either babysitters or buyers) are welcome.

In other articles, I will address how I first came to want to teach,

[Ed’s Note: He’s not watching his euphemisms, is he?]

as well as posting a list of gear for sale, which should be a funny exercise in self-inventory, even if nothing sells.

I’m sure some self-help book out there has a nice, comfy category that I fit into by switching careers as I approach my thirtieth birthday. I don’t like to be pigeon-holed, but I can honestly say for the first time in my life that I feel like I’m heading in the direction I was meant to go, and that feels good. Even if it is psychologically predictable.

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