Alright, the spring semester is done. I'm so happy to put this one behind me. I'm not sure why but it was so tough, I was spending one to two nights a week not sleeping just to get my homework done in time. It was crazy. I'm still recovering from this last one. I think it was such a heavy work load. Anyway, now I get a two week break before starting summer classes. Luckily, the first session is just one class. I'm so excited for it too! It's my assessment and planning class. I've been looking forward to this one, I know it'll help me a lot to advance my career. I'm working on getting my observation hours done before class starts. I already contacted the head of the English department at the Barnstable High School where I did observation hours previously.
On a side note, since this is my second post and I did promise to post my story, here's a little more background on me. I'm 25 years old, I have a 6 year old son. I was 19 when he was born and had just finished my first semester of college. Being pregnant did not make that semester easy, I was one of those oh so lucky women to suffer from morning, afternoon and night sickness, so I missed a lot of class time. I took one semester off and then went back head on. That following December, after completing my second semester of school, things went south for my son's dad and me. There was just too many problems and issues between us that by the time either of us could admit there was something wrong, it was unrepairable and we made the hard decision to split up. Since then, I was engaged to two guys (can't even call them men) who were not good for me or my son, both verbally abusive in their own rights (one was very controlling and one always seemed to have a problem with my son and me). I went through several homes, starting in a hotel room when my son was born to where I live now with my current boyfriend. I graduated Massasoit Community College last year (finished classes the year before) and just finished my second year at Bridgewater State University. I had a rough start to things, but I can honestly and truly say that as rough as things are, I am happy. My boyfriend is amazing, he does anything and everything he can to take care of William (my son) and me. He never makes me feel guilty for it, it's never a problem. My son has even called him daddy on several occassions. (Oh, and speaking of daddys, my son's father is still in his life, we found we get a long better as friends.) For the first time in my life, I don't consider myself homeless nor do I consider myself a single mother. I'm one year away from graduating and I take the second part of the MTEL this Saturday. If I pass, I'm a licensed teacher, just can't actually start full time till I graduate. I don't hope to change the world with my story but I do hope to help at least one person who is in a similiar position to me to realize they are not alone and that with enough determination, it can be done. No one can take your dreams from you and they can only be achieved if you work for them.
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