The atmosphere was completely different than my regular undergrad classes at TCNJ. In our regular classes the atmosphere is jovial and light and 22. Last night's class was fun but more mature. I have the feeling that no one will be bragging about their weekend being too rough in this room. There was fear coursing through our veins last night. Legit fear. Not like my fear of rodents or cats, but real fear. A fear that makes you sit up and realize that you don't know an ounce of what these people know.
This class will make me work. REALLY REALLY REALLY WORK! I'm not saying that I don't work my butt off now, but I will be working harder than I've ever worked before. It's usually pretty easy for me to get an A in a class but I have a feeling that I'm going to have to work overtime/extra long and hard to get the kind of grades that I want.
Our professor is awesome. She is very knowledgeable and approachable but tough. I know that I will learn an insane amount from her and I am blessed for that. I also know that I will know what it means to work hard after having her as my professor. She gave our class a very strong talking to and bestowed upon us a great amount of responsibility. I'm sure this speech is given in 10000000's of classrooms and lecture halls around the globe and I know it's just to separate the girls from the women but it was still
I am still excited about grad school, but I have my reservations about what it will actually be like once syllabus week is over. Oh Lord I'm scared already and it's only syllabus week! God help me the rest of the semester! LOL So long story short, I'm terrified but in a good way. I still love my program and know that this is the best possible career path for me. I am excited and can't wait to be a teacher. I know that passing through this scary grad class full of real life grown ups is just a stepping stone towards being Dr. Erin Kitley, EdD. I keep repeating Dori's mantra...Just keep swimming, Just keep swimming, Just keep swimming.
xoxo,
Er