Tuesday, 23 June 2009
Posted by Sarah Pellew
I have struggled to remain chirpy today as the reality of completing my Degree has begun to hit me like the proverbial ton of bricks. I have to get 100 points, made up from probably 2 Year 3 courses of 60 points each. I will be or would have been doing this part time, through the Open University, whilst I continue to work.
Now, going straight in to a Third Year course after 25 years of no study, no essay writing, is quite something. Choosing my subject is quite something. I spoke to an advisor yesterday and was pretty excited at doing a Second Year French course. This starts in February and runs through until October, I think, next year. Its pretty hard, but achievable.
But then I started thinking.Ok... one course at Level 2, will get me 60 points, but at the wrong level. I would still have to do 2 more courses at Level 3. Another 2 years worth on top of the Level 2. I know, its complicated, but stick with me!!
So, I can't go straight in at Level 3 with French and looking at the English courses... well they just blow me away. And they all cost... between £600 and £1100 per course. That's £2500 before I even think about books or residential parts.
And there is my age, too. 3 years to finish my Degree. 1 year to do a PGCE ( Post Graduate Certificate of Education). By the time I start looking for a teaching job I will be 50.
And through all this, we can't even afford to take our kids on holiday... so why am I chasing a pipe dream? By the time I finished they would be 16 and 14 . I am not making any snap decisions, but it looks like a luxury we can't afford, just to satisfy a whim of mine.
If I can learn anything from this, it will be not to let my own children fail their potential. The girl I was 25 years ago had the world at her feet and I let it all slip away. If I start going down the route of could have, would have, should have..... well I would go mad. It happened and I don't have too much to complain about when I look at my life. But, I won't let that happen to my boys. I won't let them walk away from their potential without even a conversation.
I think that this has taught me a valuable lesson, and when it comes down to it I have a good life. If I hadn't dropped out of University I would not have met my Man. Let's face it - we can't all have everything in life, can we?