How I fucked my life up (Part 1)...
I always wanted to be a teacher, that’s just what I have always wanted to be. I have, of course, entertained the idea of being something else, I mean, who doesn’t want to be a singer or an actor, but at my core, teacher, that was always the one. My most innate calling.
It came before I was exposed to the world. Before I knew anything about salary and social status; post-secondary education and bills; lifestyle, social media...BEFORE ANYTHING. I was a kid and I wanted to be a teacher.
So why I chose to study Fitness and Health Promotion at Humber College is beyond me...Actually it’s not, I know exactly why and here’s what I remember:
1.) Sitting in my Gr.12 Biology class discussing university, jobs, and money. The conversation is a bit hazy now, but I remember learning that: (a) there was an influx of people studying to be come teachers; (b) there were not enough jobs; and (c) teachers make a shit salary. It’s ironic that I even gave a shit about my salary, seeing as up til about three years ago, the most I ever got paid for a job was $14/hr, and the salary from my last job is hardly what one would consider respectable.
2.) I waited til the last minute to apply to university. I also stopped showing up to my job so I was broke and my mom didn’t have any money either so on the last day of applications, I didn’t have any money to submit mine. "Luckily” (and I say luckily in parentheses because I was not lucky at all, to this day I regret missing the university deadline and I regret not pursuing teaching), but anyways, “luckily”, I still had time to make the college deadlines. So I ended up applying to the Fitness and Health Promotion program at Humber and Algonquin, it was the closest program to Biology and it was a bridging one, where I would study two years in college and two years in university (Kinesiology)...it was perfect! But not actually.
Side Note: At some point in my final year of high school, I decided that I was going to study Biology. This decision was stupidly influenced by a lot of factors: my favourite high school teacher was my biology teacher; I could memorize the process of glycolysis; and of the three, Biology, Chemistry, and Physics, Biology was considered the “easiest”. Funny that I talk about easiest because the level of difficulty of a course has never affected my academic prowess. Easy or hard, I’m a shitty student and I don’t like studying. Nevertheless, my decision to pursue Biology (and forego teaching) led me to the Fitness and Health Promotion at Humber College, the decision, the catalyst, for my unwavering demise.
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