Another rocky day. Where is my helmet? It's gonna be a rough ride...
I may not get to go abroad after all this hard work. The offices could not find me any available spots to place me for student teaching in either Italy or Spain. Now, they have offered me one placement in Surrey, about 30 minutes south of London. But… that would cost me an additional $1200 before my financial aid would kick in for fall term. And now I wait to any possible chance that my Woodring adviser could find for me to have any extra help with scholarships, grants, or school loans.
I feel awful… because I’ve worked so hard and so many people have believed in me.
None of the $800 program fees are refundable, which I knew when I began this option. While I have talked about this with my dear J yesterday, it was before I had my meeting with the adviser. Now I have less and less hope that it will happen. All of this, and I am sitting here in tears feeling awful that I am letting people down.
I took a big risk, in asking for help, starting the fundraiser, and reaching for this goal. Sometimes, the goal is reachable. This one may not be the right one for me at this time. Maybe later on in life I can make it happen to go to Italy & Greece on a vacation with my honey.
I just have to get through these hoops to get myself into a student teaching position next fall and if that is going to be here in the states, then it had better be close to home of Bham. I do love it here & wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. So maybe this is the best place for me to learn how to better teach.
Time to reevaluate, change gears, and move forward in another route. Either way, I will finish my degree at WWU and get to be an art teacher.
~R~
I feel awful… because I’ve worked so hard and so many people have believed in me.
None of the $800 program fees are refundable, which I knew when I began this option. While I have talked about this with my dear J yesterday, it was before I had my meeting with the adviser. Now I have less and less hope that it will happen. All of this, and I am sitting here in tears feeling awful that I am letting people down.
I took a big risk, in asking for help, starting the fundraiser, and reaching for this goal. Sometimes, the goal is reachable. This one may not be the right one for me at this time. Maybe later on in life I can make it happen to go to Italy & Greece on a vacation with my honey.
I just have to get through these hoops to get myself into a student teaching position next fall and if that is going to be here in the states, then it had better be close to home of Bham. I do love it here & wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. So maybe this is the best place for me to learn how to better teach.
Time to reevaluate, change gears, and move forward in another route. Either way, I will finish my degree at WWU and get to be an art teacher.
~R~