Clayton and I talked last night about what I want to do with the rest of my life. One thing was certain, I do not want to spend it at this desk in this building. I took some classes last year for medical transcription, but that hasn't panned out. I would like to work with children, so I started thinking about a teacher's assistant. He asked me why I didn't want to just be a teacher. My response (as it is every time he asks this) was "because I can't teach." So he asks me how I know this. I don't know this. I do not have a teaching certificate, so I haven't taught. I'm scared that I'll fail. But, in the bottom of my heart, somewhere, there's a calmness when I think about being in a classroom as the teacher.
As a result of talking about this last night, I've gone to the library and checked out a couple books about teaching and careers in education. I've also looked over the course requirements for elementary ed at our local college. Much prayer and consideration will go into making a decision. Hopefully I can decide before the spring semester will start, although I may wait until next fall for optimum financial aid packages. It's a lot to think about when you've been out of college for 5 years and have a family.
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