So a few weeks ago I checked for my final grade for my summer school classes. Before the page loaded, I mentioned to Kathy that if I couldn't get an A in that Gender and Development class I worked so hard in, I would have to seriously re-consider my life plan. The page loaded, and I had another A-. Three A-s! Not bad, but not good enough to get me one of those 15 spots. I mean, I suppose there's an itsy bitsy chance, but unlikely.
So I started re-considering. And do you know what I concluded? I think maybe I want to be a teacher. Like, a teacher in Canada kind of teacher. This may not seem like such a strech, considering my current occupation, but it came as quite a shock to me. It was never even remotely considering during my "what should I do with my life" decision making process in my senior year of college. I was always happy in my status as English major, never to be a teacher. But now, things are starting to look different.
I talked to my best friend from college and she thinks its a good idea. She wasn't as surprised at the option as I was, I guess its one of those things other people can see and you can't.
The more I let myself explore the option, the better it looked for a number of reasons. First, it fits the lifestyle I eventually want. I don't want to live in New York city and work at the UN. I do want to have a little country house near Halifax. There are no relief& development jobs in Nova Scotia, but an English teacher fits. Also, I'm a super-structured person. I love the idea of teaching year after year, perfecting my lesson plans and working within a structured schedule. The job is relatively secure, with good benefits, early retirement, etc. It not exactly lucrative, but I have no desire to be rich.
Finally, I just love teaching, I love going to work everyday. I love my students and I love sharing my love of Shakespeare and writing with them. I do realize that I have quite the wonderful set-up here, and teaching the advanced eager-beaver taiwanese teens is quite a different situation from trying to motivate low-level or badly behaved Canadian teens. However, its just so rewarding to make even a little difference, to be an influence. And I just love English, the literature, the language, the writing. I love learning. I would go be a student for the rest of my life if I could, maybe being a teacher is the second best thing!
So, right now I'm looking at teacher education programs. Unlike trying to get one of the 15 spots at Dalhouise, my prospects are pretty much guaranteed to get in. I'm thinking of going to school in Nova Scotia, because it would make it easier to get certified. My four choices are: Acadia, St. Francis Xavier, Mount St. Vincent, or Cape Breton. Anyone have any suggestions? Changing my life plan in two weeks makes me nervous, so I'd love any "go for it" or "are you sure?" I'd hate to get to the end of my life and feel like I didn't take a risk and reach my potential. But I'd also hate to feel like I tried to make a career that seemed important and monumental, when all I really wanted was a simple little life. PLease feel free to respond here or on the family site.