I miss school. Both as a student and as a teacher.
I was thinking about this last night and how it would be possible to do everything that I wanted to do (own a bakery/making studio) and still teach high school. What is it about teaching high school art that I love so much? Teaching requires me to be contantly learning. Making sugar skulls, batik, and grafitti for a living. Chaperoning prom. Sweet, sweet students. Pep rallies, school lunch, and of course, summer vacation.
On Monday I will be returning to school as a student. I am taking Drawing I at the local community college. It seems silly that someone who has a degree in art education and has taught high school art would need to go back to school to take drawing I to get her BFA. It is silly. One of those hoops that higher education has asked me to jump- again. I will, because I want that piece of paper with the gold seal that states that I accomplished something during those seven years of college. Two something rather. I left Eastern Washington University 17 credits shy of my BFA (but with BAE in hand) and now I intend to finish off those final elective credits here in good ol’ Pensacola.
Drawing I, here I come.
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