DP Challenge Weekly Writing Challenge: Staring Off Into Space
Whenever there are moments I have the leisure of sitting down, I think about me. What I have accomplished.What I missed. The people I’ve met, sincere and not. My life as a whole.
I studied as much as I could given the resources I had. There was one degree I wanted to get. Some how it didn’t happen. I had all the prerequisites needed to get in,I was even selected three times. Each time there was a different reason.
When I first received a letter of acceptance for the M.Ed. course I was excited. I had taken a teaching job only few months ago. I thought no problem ,I’d resign, unfortunately my resignation was not accepted. I was in my early twenties, I thought I’ll try next year.The following year I applied and was accepted,this time I couldn’t go because I received a scholarship to study in London. I was waiting for this miracle to happen. I postponed studying M.Ed. for next year.
I was again selected to study the third time, but missed it. I was married. I couldn’t try any more . I moved out of the country to join my husband.
When I think about how many times I tried and how the circumstances were never in my favor, I take solace in thinking maybe I was never meant to do that course.
I consider myself lucky for getting the chance to go for higher studies and come out successful.