I was never a big achiever education wise, mostly erring on the side of ‘meh’ it was always ‘good but could do better’. University - the big ‘life-changing’ key to freedom, parties, alcohol poisoning and oh - a BA, was not like that for me. Studying in an area where everyone had their niche or style down to a tee, was frustrating, stressful and it never caught on with me.
9 years later I am working for Services for Young Children, studying a level 3 in the middle of a pandemic, supporting the recovery of childcare provision and my views on education could not be more different! I was a bag of nerves handing in my first assignment, no idea what I was doing and the fear that in my thirties, I had lost all sense of how to learn new things. Surprisingly, the feedback was so positive, my sense of impending doom slowly began to melt away. I, erm actually sort of knew what I was doing!
I had given up on career progression, yet suddenly this thing called opportunity appeared, my prospects were a little brighter, more like a decent table lamp, instead of a slowly dying candle.
The challenges of learning something new at the same time as adapting to a total life change have been hard won, (particularly the one where I’m not sat at my desk in pyjamas with one hand in the cereal box, looking like I’ve marathoned Lord of The Rings!) but it’s actually been far from negative. The support and encouragement from my tutors and team have been amazing both personally and professionally. At no point during the chaos of lockdown, endless childcare queries and arguments with adobe classroom had my studies become insignificant. I was always given the time, and best of all it felt like my time, what I originally thought was something I agreed to because of others, is now something I want for me too. I actually feel I could be my best self instead of my okay self!