Yes, it’s true! I have enrolled in uni again. Let’s see, this will be my fourth time. Many long years ago, back in the dim dark ages when the dinosaurs roamed the earth, I enrolled for the first time. It was prehistoric. Truly!!! I travelled across town and back for three hours every day just to get there to attend lectures. Computers were few and far between. I didn’t own one. Most people didn’t. There was a limited supply available for use in the university library. That is if you knew how to use them and were quick enough to book one. I didn’t. My learning came from reading books and whatever other references I could get a hold of.
Assignments? Handwritten. I didn’t own a typewriter. Back then they were the ribbon type. Which then progressed to the golf ball. Remember those? You could change the font!! OMG, how cool was that! But I didn’t own one. Handwriting was tedious. God forbid if you had to go through several drafts! The one draft I only ever worked on was covered in scribbles, ruled out bits, arrows from circled phrases to point to where I wanted it moved, red pen. Rewriting it into a format that met standards was time consuming. And hand cramping. Thank God those days are over. I didn’t really enjoy the first course I ever took. But it got me a leg in to further studies so there was some value in it. That and a disciplined tertiary approach to study and research.
Fast forward to my next uni course. There was a longish break. I was already working full time. Fortunately for me, I had study leave to attend lectures in paid work time. This time the course was directly related to my job in mental health. Travelling to lectures was a cinch. No bus. My own car and a fifteen minute drive. Easy peasy.
Fast forward again. Yes, I am now showing my age definitely. Still married to the same man and with two small children, working full time, I enrolled again. This time into a Masters degree by course work. The study was a lot more serious. One subject at a time was all I could manage. Credits from previous studies reduced the number of subjects I had to complete. Study was done after the kids were in bed. Timetables were strictly adhered to as I couldn’t afford to fall behind in assignments. There was no time for TV or reading novels. Instead, the dining room table was permanently covered in piles of text books and my notes. I loved this one. It too was directly related to my job. I was able to conduct the research within my own team. High distinctions all the way through saw me finish it in five years. I don’t think I have ever enjoyed study as much as I did then.
Fast forward again. Retired now. Still married to the same man. Kids grown up but living at home with extras. And here I am enrolled back in uni. Blogging university 201 – on line. At home using my very own laptop. One month. It’s going to be interesting. Fun. Challenging.
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