how things change when you find out that the school you work for could pay for you to go to school. I had a seminar to attend last night to get continuing education credits (we must take these courses to keep our jobs). Anyway, these classes are totally boring to me because I already know about what’s being taught. I know about play, about behavior/classroom management, inclusion, etc.
But the point is that last night I found out there’s a program here in Vegas that I can go through to complete an apprenticeship in early childhood education and then go on to get an associates + a bachelors + a masters in early childhood education. Suddenly, I am not completely opposed to teaching preschool, because I’m not tied to Shenker forever. I mean, I wasn’t to begin with, but this will open up many more opportunities for me, rather than just having to apply for elementary positions.
Unfortunately, my mother always has to be the doubting Thomas and ask if that’s really what I want to do. Well, no, it’s not. I don’t know what my dream is anymore. I think it got crushed sometime between August of 2006 and April of 2007. But if I’m able to get education paid for, then I will certainly take the opportunity and run with it.

