I’ve eluded, albeit briefly, about my struggles making the career transition to teaching on this blog. Mostly about the various hurdles in getting into a state approved program to get my CT Teaching Certification. The regret that I face daily, about some of my decisions in college, continuously haunt me to the core (for instance, pursuing poli sci alone rather than with a minor in education. With which, I would have left NU with a masters in Teaching. Kick! Kick! Kick!).
However, the most jarring of all of this, is the fact that someone close to me recently told Hubs and I that perhaps I “should have done better” in college, and that perhaps I wasn’t at all qualified to ever teach.
My heart hurts just thinking about that.
Once, in college, I really liked this dude in pep band with me. All of my friends laughed at me – he was rather nerdy – but he was an upper classman and I thought he was cute. So I pursued him, even though he repeatedly told me he wanted only to be friends. Somehow, we ended up dating, albeit briefly. After he ended things, he told me it was because he didn’t think I “was good enough” for him. That he dated me for the sole reason that he felt sorry for me.
At 18, that was the most heart wrenching thing anyone could have told me. I remember tears, then anger, then moving on. That was, until December 2005, the worst thing a boy had ever said to me. The Ex quickly replaced that on a cold night in December, but I won’t get into that. That, is one fight that I have no desire to rehash.
I digress. Having someone near and dear to me, think that I’m not a. good enough to teach, b. not qualified to teach because I didn’t have a 4.0 or go to an ivy league school; c. tell Hubs and I as much is frustrating, hurtful, and downright appalling.
However, this just gives me more drive. Once upon a time, until I went to DC and lost self-esteem and self-confidence thanks to awful jobs and even awfuller, unethical bosses, but prior to that, I was confident, ambitious, and somewhat egotistical.
I am proud to say, that this morning, I have applied to a teaching assistant program, have two applications in process for a substitute teaching job, and an internship job at a charter school. I will NOT let anyone tell me that I am not good enough. I will NOT let anyone tell me I can’t (someone laughed at me when I signed up for my first marathon, in May, I’ll be running my fourth. Take that!). I will NOT let anyone tell me that my hard work isn’t good enough because I HAVE worked hard. I have accomplished a lot! Sure, I didn’t student teach, or go through a teaching preparation program but I did have real life experiences that made me self-assured, that allowed me to see our Democracy from the front seat and that allowed me to know for certain, at the end of the day that I want to teach.
So I made a few bad choices, so I failed ONE class in college (it was a CORE I Science class!!!), does that mean that I won’t ever be a teacher? I think. Not.

