Sunday, August 30, 2009

School Days... Again

Once again, I am a student. I've gone from student to business person back to student. Then I was a teacher (and studied for my masters in Spanish), and now I'm back to being a student again. I think I must just like school. I told my poor husband that this would be it for a while. He also likes school, so maybe he'll find something he'd like to study next. He can do his own homework though -- I'm already tired of mine!

So I'm in school taking in the preliminary classes for the accelerated BSN (Bachelor of Science in Nursing) program. Since I already have a degree, I'm just adding to it. I have conditional acceptance (that's how this program works) and have to pass this semester to be fully accepted into the program, and right now I'm nervous. I'm a good student, but I haven't had FIVE classes in a LONG time! I have a lot on my plate. Needless to say, my house is a wreck. But I'll get it clean... by um, December?

There are folks of all ages taking classes on campus. I was behind a lady buying textbooks in the bookstore the other day, and she looked like she could be my grandmother! That's wonderful if she's getting her first degree.
My cohort is filled with folks like me though, who are getting a second degree, so most of us are old(er). It's funny being in class with students who are the age of my former students. In fact, I've seen a few of my former students at school.

Kids have not changed in the year that I've been out of the classroom. The other day, on two different occasions I saw a young girl (two different girls) with her large handbag on her desk texting in her bag. Hello?! Do they think they're really fooling someone? Am I the only one that thinks that is rude? I can't imagine anything that is so darn important that they have to text in class. I bet you that they don't have a sick baby at home!

Times have certainly changed. I got my first hand held cellular phone when I was a senior in college (the first time). I probably had 200 minutes of talk time a month. Now, I talk more than that in half a day sometimes (of course, I don't use the house phone nearly as much as I used to); and when I walk around campus, 9 out of 10 people I meet are holding a phone, talking on a phone, or texting. How did we ever manage without cell phones? I hate to say that I would have some really boring school commutes if I didn't have one! Or maybe I ought to try to get in my me time....