But here's what I've discovered about myself: I enjoy being a student. When I first started in Education, I was dreading another 3 years of school, but now I'm finding it a little bitter-sweet to leave. Just when you start to discover the value of true education, of being passionate about what you're learning, and engaging in meaningful dialogues, and asking the right questions, and picking your brain with people who are just as into as you are, that's when it's time for you to move on! It's funny how that works. Granted, there are certain courses that were more useful than others, but I understand now more than ever that you get what you put in. I started this semester rather frustrated with the work load, but now I'm grateful for all that we had to do because I have more resources and knowledge going into the job.
It's all "real" now, I can't just brush it off and tell myself that I have plenty of time to learn this or that or gather resources. The time is now, and I have to make the most of it. I guess I've also learned how important it is to keep up with the times, to keep expanding your knowledge, to engage in professional dialogues and to have ongoing professional development. Who knows, maybe I'll do a Masters one day - we'll have to see where teaching takes me. It's all very exciting and nerve-racking. I am nervous, yes, but I don't think I have that paralyzing fear of my first year of teaching that I once had. I know that as long as I map out my goals, keep organized and on top of things, everything should work out fine.
I am beyond grateful to have become good friends with Mallory and Tania (we make a great team girls, and you too Kristin). If you're reading this chickies, as you'd say Tania, I've loved all our discussions together on break, it's been so interesting getting to know you more and learning so much about ourselves as friends and professionals. Yes, I will call us professionals even though we aren't officially. I will so miss you, but we must and we WILL keep in touch, right?
Pat and I went out for coffee last Thursday afternoon, and I talked and talked about all of this, everything that I'm feeling right now going into my fourth stage. It was really nice to have somebody listen to my long rant - he is so great at that. He also had a chance to share some of the stuff going on with him right now, professionally, but also with his mom, so I think that was much needed. I guess that was our Valentine's Day outing, even though it wasn't anything official. It was special for us to get some alone time away from the world and those are among my favorite moments with him.
Yesterday I went to the new Mansfield Gym with my mom to try a spinning class with an instructor we know. The gym is super posh - it's the one in the new Habs training facility. All their equipment is top of the line - all the cardio machines have built-in TV screens that you can plug your iPod into, and they also give you the option to watch a live-feed of your kids playing sports at the facility. There's also a private spinning room with a ton of brand-new bikes, which was nice. In the locker room, they have steam showers, a sauna, and all the supplies you could dream of, like tampons, shampoo, condition, soap, etc, and even hair-dryers and straighteners right on the spot. It was soooo nice... I was very tempted to sign up, but I don't really need to go to a gym with all the equipment and DVDs that I already have at home. It's more for my mom, who had a nasty experience at the gym she had been going to for over 10 years... I won't go into details, but let's just say the place is extremely unprofessional (and I know because I used to work there) and the boss treated her like crap, so she left once and for all, thankfully with a refund. Now she is trying out a bunch of new gyms and has to decide where to go.
Last night we had a supper with my parents for Valentine's Day (ya, so romantic, eh?). My mom made this cute little chocolate cake at the last minute:
Anyways, gotta go attempt to do some scrapbooking now. I hope you all have a great week!