Maybe Not a Waste of Time

I had an elementary education degree; it was worthless. Too many people had one – there were thirty-seven substitute teachers in my town. Everybody and their brother had this degree. A total waste of my time. I decided to go back to school after a guidance counselor talked me into it. To be – ha! A guidance counselor. I was not sure what they did, but he said “We do what you do, but we get paid for it.” I had been volunteering in a middle school at the time. I was not fond of the classes I had to take to become a school counselor. They seemed stifling, boring, and too full of stuff I knew I would never need. I did it anyway, because you have to have the degree to get the job. I have been an elementary school counselor for twenty-seven years. I love every second of it! Most of what I do I learned by myself, because of life, and through motherhood. But I had to have the degree to get the job, so I am glad that I persevered.