Pinpoint a moment in your past where you had to make a big decision. Write about that other alternate life that could have unfolded.
There was a moment in my past when I was torn between getting married or continue my education. I chose to get married. I thought I could study as well. It didn’t happen .
My aim was to study M.Ed after B.Ed , I completed B.Ed and was lucky to be accepted in the M.Ed program, even though I did not qualify, because the prof. Dr. Elliott told me I was too young, I did not have teaching experience which was one of the prerequisites. I remember arguing with him, he looked at me and agreed if I passed the battery of tests each candidate has to go through. I passed the tests and a week later got my acceptance letter.
When we are young we never think of the consequences of our decisions, without thinking I took a job in a school, it was my biggest mistake, I thought I could leave the job anytime to continue my education, I wrote my resignation letter but it wasn’t accepted. I never gave up hope for sometime,in the end I had to bow down to the phrase, “Man proposes ,God disposes.”
Had I stuck to the decision of completing my M.Ed degree things could be different, we were guaranteed a scholarship to the States for further studies after completing the M.Ed. Research program. I’d probably get to teach in the States and who knows how my life would be.
That was the past and I have no regrets I’m happy how things are for me now.
In your imaginary award acceptance speech(yes we know you have one), who’s the very last —- —and most important —-person you thank?
This is my imaginary speech, I didn’t get the chance in real life to make a speech after I passed my master’s degree exam , the students in our university disliked the Vice chancellor, as long as he remained in office they made up their mind not to have convocation.So we missed out and got our degrees by mail.
We don’t really make a speech when we go up to receive our degrees, we thank the person who hands us the degrees and leave.
Even if we had a convocation,we wouldn’t make a speech.
My opening words would be to thank everyone who helped me to reach this far. At the very last would be my prof. who believed in me who always told me I can achieve anything I wanted if I put my mind to it.
He was upset when I changed the group from B to C. I’d explain why our post graduate course in History had three groups: Group A dealt with architectural history ; Group B was museum and architecture and Group C was Contemporary history.
My preference was Group B, but circumstances were not favourable, we had a very small library,male students were not interested to study about architecture and museum, all of them joined Group C to study contemporary history. My two female classmates were in favour of Group C, one of them was fortunate, her uncle had all the notes which she could use, I don’t know why the other one opted for Group C.
I was forced to join group C,I was uncomfortable going to a dark dingy library where there was only one male librarian.
I seldom take part in any heated discussion. So drawing blank is irrelevant. However I did draw blank in my masters exam. Upon the advice of my roommate I stayed up till 2 a.m .in the morning of one of the exams.I was feeling sick,I did not have enough sleep. The invigilator handed me the question paper.I glanced from numbers 1 to 10. I was required to answer six of them. Well six, I could not understand any of them.
So I started to panic.I promised that instant.I will never let anyone interfere with my regular sleep hours. The question was,I said to myself,’what I’ll do to that roommate for her bad advice ,is not the immediate issue,how will I deal with all these questions staring at me’,they were telling me, ‘answer six or else failure will be knocking your door’.
I pulled myself together,started reading the questions slowly,telling myself,’Ranu never mind the sleep, you were prepared to handle this,you have studied enough,now take a deep breath and concentrate’. I said a little prayer my Mom taught me for emergencies. I started praying,I promised God I’ll never make such a foolish mistake again. It calmed me . I grabbed my pen and started writing.One by one my brain was spitting out the answers as if by magic. I finished the four hour exam in two hours.I did not want to review. I handed my answer sheets to the Prof. who had his sharp stinging eyes on me. ‘Are you finished,have you checked everything’? ‘Yes Sir I have’ was my reply.