I’m pretty sure since only a few of my readers now were privileged enough to ever read one of my older blogs you may be asking yourself some questions about me.
1. Why do you write this awesome blog?
2. What have you been doing for the last 10 years since you graduated high school?
3. Special Education huh? How did that happen?
4. Are your eyes really that gorgeous?
Because I know these are the questions you want answered I’ll just go ahead do that for you. You’re welcome in advance.
#1. I write this awesome blog because I’m a writer. Always have been. I remember sitting down in eighth grade and preparing to write the novel that would make me famous. I had a computer that was only a word processor. Some of you may not even know what that is. It was just a monitor, keyboard and very small hard drive. I remember the monitor glowed green and now I compare all those poorly formed sentences to the jumble of mess that crosses over the screen in “The Matrix” movies. Anyway, I never finished the story and have no idea where the computer is. Sorry. My first great novel is lost for the ages.
A little later in life I became a journalist. I worked at 2 daily newspapers for about 2 1/2 years and loved it. Well, I tolerated it because I was doing what I always wanted. I was finally a professional writer. I decided content for several sections. I had a ton of bylines. I attended events. I got some free stuff. But I wasn’t happy. I never felt challenged and when you like to write you are hopefully always looking for the next big step in your writing and it was never going to come as a journalist. So I quit.
A year later I found the inspiration I was looking for in a new career. On a daily basis I am given something new to write about and I really have trouble keeping up with it all.
This blog is also therapeutic. If any of you are educators then you know sometimes you just need a release. My writing has always provided that and hopefully it will entertain a few people as well.
#2. Well as I mentioned earlier, I was a journalist for a bit. I also decided to take a good 7 years to graduate college and finally ended up with a degree in Speech Communication and Journalism from Sam Houston State University. I loved it there. I should have gone there in the beginning, but my life would be a lot different now and this blog may not even exist. What I’m trying to say is, “You’re welcome.” You’re welcome for taking almost a decade to get my stuff together. It’s the least I could do. Trust me.
#3. When I made the decision to just flat out quit my job as a reporter I didn’t know what I was going to do. I thought, “Hey, I could get a job at a school. That would be easy.” I also thought, “Hey, I know people in a certain college town that probably would like another roommate.”
I applied for an attendance aide, ISS aide and Life Skills aide. You can guess who called me. I remember telling my mom about the Life Skills position and she paused and kind of snickered. As a retired educator she knew exactly what I was getting into. I didn’t, but I ‘m so glad I did.
My year with those kids was amazing. A complete wonder for me. Yes, I changed diapers, a lot of diapers. But who cares? I loved all aspects of it. The kids are wonderful and working with them is 100 times more enriching than any of these smart ass general education kids.
Now I’m in Adaptive Behavior and I love it. I struggle more now than last year but I am finding my footing and making progress with not just the students I work with but all students. It’s wonderful.
When I think that I am less than four months away from being a certified to teach Special Education I know the path that led me here was a purposeful one. It was all supposed to work out this way and once again, you are very welcome for taking 7 years to graduate from college.
#4. Yes. My eyes are gorgeous. As one student said yesterday, “Are those your real eyes?” Why they certainly are.
P.S. I stole the title for this post from Steph. I straight up stole it from her Twitter because I think it’s funny and wanted to use it. She said I was rude. All facts.