What if I Don't Like My Chosen Career?
November 10, 2004
I'm writing this blog sort of in response to the comments made by Tonya in her blog. I think it’s normal to contemplate the question “What if I don’t like my chosen career path?” After all, I have made a lot of sacrifices to get to where I am today.
For starters, I gave up any chance of a long-term relationship with my high school sweetheart by choosing to obtain my post-secondary degree from the U of L instead of the U of A. After all, love is a complete gamble, and I was repeatedly told if teaching was my goal, Lethbridge was the place to be. Everyone who knows me was not surprised by my decision. After all, I’m a pretty level-headed person, and chose to follow the path that lead to the greatest chance of success. Lucky for me, I have managed to stay best friends with this guy since we parted ways. This is mostly because he respects and admires my decision. Looking at the friendship we have now, I would never trade it for another chance at love. However, if teaching doesn’t work out, I know it is destined that I will always be haunted by the “what might have been.”
Secondly, I have a huge loan debt. The government or the bank has funded every year of my schooling at the U of L. By the time I finish, my loan will average $40,000. This is relatively normal for five years of university, however if I get out in the real world and decide this isn’t for me, I can’t justify spending all that money. Basically, I would look like a failure, and I have never failed at anything in my life.
Thirdly, my physical health has somewhat taken a turn for the worse since graduating from high school. I used to walk everywhere I went, but this campus is so big that I have no choice but to use a scooter to get around. This is a catch 22 situation because sitting in the scooter just gives my muscles the opportunity to seize up and get tighter. I used to have a home exercise program that I executed every night to keep myself limber, but for a while this was completely forgotten because my only priority was school and achieving the grades to get to where I want to go. It has only been in the last year that I’ve seen my mistake in this department, and have begun correcting my behaviour. My motivation stems from the fact that I know I will not be the kind of teacher I want to be without freedom of movement.
In the end, I know I’ve made the right decision in choosing teaching as my career because I am happy! Happiness will ensure that I will not fail at whatever I set out to achieve. Plus, I am not fussy about where I teach, just as long as I’m teaching. By being a teacher, I’ve been told I hold the keys to the future in the palm of my hand. I take that responsibility seriously. I want to give every kid that comes into my classroom the key to success. That’s the least that they deserve. This is how I see myself making a difference in this world. Having said all this, regardless what obstacles I face after graduation, nobody is going to tell me I’m not meant to be a teacher. This is definitely where I belong because it’s where my heart lies.
I'm writing this blog sort of in response to the comments made by Tonya in her blog. I think it’s normal to contemplate the question “What if I don’t like my chosen career path?” After all, I have made a lot of sacrifices to get to where I am today.
For starters, I gave up any chance of a long-term relationship with my high school sweetheart by choosing to obtain my post-secondary degree from the U of L instead of the U of A. After all, love is a complete gamble, and I was repeatedly told if teaching was my goal, Lethbridge was the place to be. Everyone who knows me was not surprised by my decision. After all, I’m a pretty level-headed person, and chose to follow the path that lead to the greatest chance of success. Lucky for me, I have managed to stay best friends with this guy since we parted ways. This is mostly because he respects and admires my decision. Looking at the friendship we have now, I would never trade it for another chance at love. However, if teaching doesn’t work out, I know it is destined that I will always be haunted by the “what might have been.”
Secondly, I have a huge loan debt. The government or the bank has funded every year of my schooling at the U of L. By the time I finish, my loan will average $40,000. This is relatively normal for five years of university, however if I get out in the real world and decide this isn’t for me, I can’t justify spending all that money. Basically, I would look like a failure, and I have never failed at anything in my life.
Thirdly, my physical health has somewhat taken a turn for the worse since graduating from high school. I used to walk everywhere I went, but this campus is so big that I have no choice but to use a scooter to get around. This is a catch 22 situation because sitting in the scooter just gives my muscles the opportunity to seize up and get tighter. I used to have a home exercise program that I executed every night to keep myself limber, but for a while this was completely forgotten because my only priority was school and achieving the grades to get to where I want to go. It has only been in the last year that I’ve seen my mistake in this department, and have begun correcting my behaviour. My motivation stems from the fact that I know I will not be the kind of teacher I want to be without freedom of movement.
In the end, I know I’ve made the right decision in choosing teaching as my career because I am happy! Happiness will ensure that I will not fail at whatever I set out to achieve. Plus, I am not fussy about where I teach, just as long as I’m teaching. By being a teacher, I’ve been told I hold the keys to the future in the palm of my hand. I take that responsibility seriously. I want to give every kid that comes into my classroom the key to success. That’s the least that they deserve. This is how I see myself making a difference in this world. Having said all this, regardless what obstacles I face after graduation, nobody is going to tell me I’m not meant to be a teacher. This is definitely where I belong because it’s where my heart lies.
posted by Chantelle @ 5:20 PM
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