Thursday, March 29, 2012

Slice 29 - Graduate School

Slice of Life is sponsored every Tuesday by Stacey and Ruth from Two Writing Teachers. For the month of March we are challenging ourself to write a Slice A Day. Here we go!

Wow, my 28th slice, and only three more to go! Today as I was debating what I could possibly write a slice about I thought about something else I am counting down, graduate school. After taking thirty-four hours of classes in the past three semesters (plus summer) I am in my final two courses. And not just the final two, I only have seven classes left. Ahhh, I can see the light.

I should briefly mention that my dad has tried for my entire teaching career to convince me to become a principal, and I always refused. It wasn’t until I gave some consideration to the following facts that I decided to go for it. One, I could make more money as I taught because another degree gives me more education hours. Two, having the degree allowed me to apply for a principal job if and when one materialized that I was interested in. 

So in August of 2010 I began this program and I have to say the single best thing about it has been getting to know the other 15 teachers in my cohort. They are an amazing group of people and I will truly miss them when we are done. I won’t miss assigned readings, papers, presentations, or lectures. J

Tonight I began the drive over to Champaign once again. My usual routine involves a stop at CafĂ© Kopi for something to eat and a chai latte. Grabbed that and then headed to class. 

My professor for School Finance is the same professor we had for School Law. He’s one of my favorite professors because instead of keeping us from 5:30-9:30 we usually get out at 8:30. (It’s the little things!) Tonight we learned about Title One funds and the Elementary and Secondary Education Act, or ESEA. Exciting stuff.

As I jumped in my car at 8:30 and sped the twenty-seven minutes to my house while listening to Billy Bush, I knew the first thing I would do the minute I walked in the door. Change my class number on our countdown board. We count down anything monumental to the boys: days to Liam’s birthday, days of school left, days to WrestleMania – this Sunday if you are interested, and days left of Mommy’s school. My boys are ready for me to be done, my husband is ready for me to be done, and I am certainly past ready at this point. This summer is going to be so wonderful; I absolutely cannot wait.