This summer my dream of becoming a chemical engineer died. My dream of becoming any kind of engineer died. Though I prayed for supernatural understanding, which I believed I received, I still couldn't think quick enough to pass the 50 minute tests that were given.
It seemed like a real crap shoot and honestly I'm still upset about it. It's something I really cared about but it wasn't meant to be. I gained math and chemistry credits which I am pleased with, but I wish I could have gone farther. Most of the kids in college either do exceptional or take classes over and over. I didn't think that was a wise thing to do at my age and with my temperament.
I happened upon a fantastic job opportunity teaching math to elementary students. I loved teaching math to 5th and 6th grade before. Even though I did not intend to go back into teaching, the school is a diamond in the rough. My greatest worry is that the children won't like me. I had been teaching the rough sort of students for a long while. I don't think people like me generally because they like to tell me often what I do wrong. Even though I know I talk too much, or am overly friendly, at least I love people.
So I had been feeling like an idiot for a long, long time because I couldn't seem to be successful even when I quit my job and spent all night studying. Now I get to feel like an idiot and a failure for not being fast thinking enough to pass technical classes. It's okay I guess. I am hoping I am able to teach the children the critical thinking skills they need to be whatever they want when they grow up, whether they like me or not.
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