Daily Prompt : Apprentice

In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Apprentice

My Interview with Professor Elliott

After finishing my B.Ed. degree, I went to Dhaka, Bangladesh, to register for M.Ed., in my mind I was  confident I’d get in, I had the proper qualification.

Standing on my way was professor Elliott the head of the research center. I walked into his office and declared I was there to get registered in M.Ed., he had a million dollar smile on his face, he was impressive, kind and gentle with me. He looked at me and said, ‘I’m sorry, you are too young to register here.’

It was a shock to me, ‘but Why I asked, then I blabbered but I only studied B.Ed. to do M.Ed.?

Professor Elliott then mentioned I had to be 35 years old, have teaching experience and then said, ‘You couldn’t be more than 22 or 23, you are too young.’

‘I’m 22 years old,’ I said, ‘and am really disappointed to know I can’t get in.’

He took pity on me I think and told me I had to do a battery of tests, if I did well he’d take me.

I took the tests the same morning and was praying to do well. A week later, I received a letter from the Institute of research that I was allowed to register. I must have done well I thought.

I was thrilled but for a very short time. I  foolishly took a job two and a half months before this incident, in a Residential Model School. I did not think it would be  a problem to leave the job. I was wrong the Principal declined to accept my resignation.

I didn’t get to be an apprentice in the Institute of Research, because of my stupidity!

…………………………………. 🙂

4 thoughts on “Daily Prompt : Apprentice

  1. Dear Ranu,

    Thank you for sharing this interesting story of your choices about the job and the Institute of Research. It reminds of things in life I chose which then closed off certain other possible choices.

    All good wishes,


    • Dear Sonya,
      I was always lucky, the people I met gave me opportunities,
      I never dreamed I’d get. It was God’s will, I’m thankful my
      prayer was answered. I have no regrets. 🙂

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