Glad to Grad June 14, 2010Posted by alwaysjan in Personal.
Tags: Blogging, CRS, Educational Administration, Grad School, Humor, Master's Degree, Teaching
What a long strange trip its been since we started our masters in Educational Administration just a year ago. That was before I even knew what a cohort was. I liked to joke that, “We put the whore in cohort.”
Fourteen Powerpoint presentations is as close to Hell as you can get. Last Thursday was the final night of our final class. Tada! After Powerpoint presentation #6, my FSB (Favorite Study Buddy) Teresa whispered, “I think I’m going to throw up. I mean it.” I told her, first of all, to move away from me, and second, to step outside the room for some fresh air. She did and returned a paler shade of green. “So this is how the world ends,” I thought, “not with a bang, but a whimper.” I think someone else said that, but we all agreed that we’ve become much stupider since entering this program. “I don’t want to sound intelligent or anything” has become our mantra.
If Starbucks stock plummets, it’s because Thelma and Louise (AKA Teresa and Jan) are no longer refueling our engines every Wednesday and Thursday night. Even after a year, I still couldn’t remember the difference between a “large” and a “grande.” And Teresa complained her “CRS” was getting worse. “CRS?” I asked. “Can’t Remember Shit,” she replied. Yes, we teach small children. You should be scared.
I woke up on Saturday and for the first time in a year reveled in not having to write a reflection for a class like “The Machine as a Metaphor the Organization.” It was bad enough that we had to write our Action Research paper using APA format. I can hardly wait to delete Son of Citation Master from my bookmarks. Let’s face it, the person I’m most fond of quoting is myself. And when in doubt, go to Wikipedia.
We still have five weeks to assemble our digital portfolio, but the grunt work is done. My poor husband has been looking at the back of my head for a year as I sat at the computer cranking out paper after paper. “You know, if this was a two-year program, I’d be divorcing you,” he said matter-of-factly. Can you blame him? Not to mention how this program got in the way of my blogging. But “at the end of the day” (accompanied by air quotes), I’m back. I look forward to posting more frequently.
Brain in a Jar clipart is from Discovery School.com
Masters of the Universe March 4, 2009Posted by alwaysjan in Life, Teaching.
Tags: Education, Educational Administration, Humor, Lifelong Learning, Master's Degree, Preliminary Administrative Credential, Teaching
When I told my husband I was thinking of going back to school to get my Master’s degree, he said, “You know I’ll support you.” That’s when I said, “Actually, it’s because I’m worried that you won’t be able to support me (us) that I’m thinking of doing this in the first place.” Ouch! But it’s true. It all comes down to numb3rs. If I get a Master’s degree, my salary will bump over two columns. No small potatoes given the state of the economy.
As a teacher, I’m already performing brain surgery on a daily basis, so it’s about time that I start making the big bucks. But here’s the catch. The one-year program I’m appying for is in Education Administration (as in I’ll have my Preliminary Administrative credential when I finish). Me as an administrator? That’s like letting the inmates run the asylum. But what’s a 50 Something to do?
The price is right. I can pay for the cost of the program in a year. After that it’s all gravy. Not a big serving, but gravy none the less. I’ve applied with three of my friends from school and if the planets align and 20 people sign up for the program, I’ll be going to class two nights a week just across the street from my school. If the planets align. Otherwise, it’s the dreaded schlep up the HILL to the local college two nights a week.
I actually went on-line and checked out other programs. I figured if I’m going to get an M.A., why not get one in something I’m really interested in – like forensics, or storytelling, or anything that doesn’t end with -tion? Too expensive. Several teachers said they were interested in getting their Administrative Credential so they could understand how administrators think. I suggested, if that was the case, they should enroll in Abnormal Psychology. (I don’t know why people don’t take me seriously.)
The application is due this week. I had to write a 500-word essay about why I want to be an administrator. I already have a B.A., but fell back on my B.S. to pull this one off. It’s the first time I’ve accessed the “Word Count” feature under “Tools” that tells you how many words you’ve written – and how many you have to go. It’s like pulling teeth very slowly, o-n-e t-o-o-t-h a-t a t-i-m-e.
But here’s the good news. Two people wrote personal letters of recommendation for me and my friend and colleague wrote the most awesome letter. Not only am I a stellar human being, but my students LOVE me. She wrote that, so it’s gotta be true. >blush<
So I soldier on, hoping to add a few letters of the alphabet after my name. Who knew that lifelong learning was such a _________ (rhymes with rich).