New directions
My recent professor told me I should go for my doctorate. I was incredulous. My previous advisor had discouraged me, so her vote of confidence meant a great deal to me. I spoke to several people who independently, without prompting, told me of something I did that impressed them, or encouraged me to follow my goals. I got an email from a complete stranger who was impressed enough to reach out to me about a student who transferred out of district from my room into her class.
I told my husband about all this and was upset by his seemingly unimpressed demeanor, and he simply said it was no surprise to him, he'd always thought I was capable. I paused and said, "Yes, but it's a surprise to me."
So, short term, I finish my MSEd. I take a year to pay off bills, send out applications and possibly take the GRE's again (pbbbt!). I might get my supe certificate as well (12 more credits). I apply to Rutgers and Rowan and run numbers to see if we can afford for me to take a sabbatical year at work (1/2 salary, no teaching duties) to push through the program a little faster. And I get an Ed.D in education and become "Dr. Leucotheasveils"! (And I buy this t-shirt)
It changes everything. I feel like I walk a little taller and have a little more hope. My principal is even treating me like her protege. I have goals. I have plans. I have potential. I have a future. And it's not crammed into the tiniest room in my school's wing, getting snarked at and dumped on by the mommie mafia teachers that rule the roost. I don't know where I'll be in 5 or 10 years, but it won't be doing this.
I told my husband about all this and was upset by his seemingly unimpressed demeanor, and he simply said it was no surprise to him, he'd always thought I was capable. I paused and said, "Yes, but it's a surprise to me."
So, short term, I finish my MSEd. I take a year to pay off bills, send out applications and possibly take the GRE's again (pbbbt!). I might get my supe certificate as well (12 more credits). I apply to Rutgers and Rowan and run numbers to see if we can afford for me to take a sabbatical year at work (1/2 salary, no teaching duties) to push through the program a little faster. And I get an Ed.D in education and become "Dr. Leucotheasveils"! (And I buy this t-shirt)
It changes everything. I feel like I walk a little taller and have a little more hope. My principal is even treating me like her protege. I have goals. I have plans. I have potential. I have a future. And it's not crammed into the tiniest room in my school's wing, getting snarked at and dumped on by the mommie mafia teachers that rule the roost. I don't know where I'll be in 5 or 10 years, but it won't be doing this.