Monday, March 29, 2010

I think I'm afraid of my own ambition

I've been thinking a lot about my future lately. You see... I only have two more semesters before I finish my bachelors degree. That is... assuming I can figure out some way to pay for the next two semesters. All of my scholarship money that I am currently recieving runs out this semester.
So, assuming all things financial pan out... the plan is to finish my bachelors in a year, and have a bona fide teaching license.
Yes ladies and gentleman, I will have a piece of paper that says I'm allowed to teach children in a school. And not only will this piece of paper say that I'm allowed to teach, but it will say that I am dang good at teaching, because apparently ''USU is the Harvard of Special Education programs.'' (According to my ABA Professor).

Weird right?

But the thing is, I don't really want to use the piece of paper. Nope. I want to put it someplace very safe, and then leave my family for a year and a half to go on a mission. This is once again assuming I find a way to pay for it (I will probably sell my car and that should cover a great deal of it.)

And then when I get back... am I going to teach? Nope. Because I'm nuts. I want to go to graduate school when I get home. Not to get a better teaching license... I want to go to school to be an Occupational Therapist, who works with children with special needs, and has an emphasis in the Assistive Technology aspect of it. Which means, when I get back from my mission I have to take a bunch of prerequisite courses, then apply to grad school, and then try to survive grad school. How will I pay for this insane ambition you ask?
No idea. I may have to teach to earn my way through graduate school. Yikes.

So that is what (hopefully) the next 5 years of my life will look like. And after I get all of these pretty pieces of paper and have a bunch of wonderful experiences, (I think it would also be insanely cool to stick a study abroad in there somewhere...) I want to get married, and be a stay at home Mom. I wouldn't mind working part time with my OT license, but I don't want to do anything big with it.

Knowing that I don't really want to have a career... do you realize how difficult it is becoming to muster the courage to face my ambitions? But down beneath all of my fears of failure and burnout and my insane desire to be done with school already... there is this quiet assurance that if I do in fact make it, I will be insanely proud of myself. I will be better prepared to face life, and if I need to work, I will be able to get a job that I could love, that would pay well. And at this point, that quiet resolve is the only thing motivating me to face my own ambitions.

1 comment:

Snoopy said...

Hey, hey, stop describing me... :) I like that you mentioned the internal drive that keeps you going, because that's what keeps me going, too, and I think that can be more powerful than anything else. You can do it, I'm super excited for you!