How I Killed My Career AKA A Resurrection of Sorts

My life’s about to change. I’m excited. I’m confused. I’m grateful.

I graduated with a degree in Journalism, Literature and Psychology. Since graduating, I’ve only worked in Events and PR. Now, I’ve decided to switch to Education. Not because I don’t like what I’m doing, but only because I want to work with children. And I don’t even love children all that much!

My life’s about to change.

I’m excited.

This is something I’ve wanted for the past two years – to work with kids -, and more so in the last few months. The new job will make me a certified Cognitive Trainer. Sounds fancy, right? It is! I get to help kids improve their cognitive skills, which will consequently improve important brain functions such as their attention and memory, and help them to do better academically and in other non-academic areas like sports. It means having to also work with children who have learning difficulties, which can get hard and challenging.

I’m confused.

It’ll be hard and challenging to work with children of all kinds, especially since I haven’t ever done anything like this before.
And that isn’t even the confusing part.
I’m quitting my full-time fairly-well paying PR job, which I actually like, and possibly making the worst move for my career in Communications, for…… a part-time job to…. work with children for…… less than half the pay.
What am I even doing? Does this even make sense?
I haven’t even worked with children before. I don’t even know whether I’m good at this. I’m not even a patient person by nature. Just what am I doing?

I’m grateful.

I’m grateful for having supportive parents.
I’m grateful for all the super jobs and opportunities I’ve had that have made me who I am today.

This is Your Life

My life’s about to change!

All this week, I’ve been in training for the teaching job, and have had to observe other trainers in action. And it’s only made me more eager to do this.

It may not have been the best decision for my career, but it’s probably the best decision I’ve taken for, and in, my life so far.

This is my small way of making a difference in the world – by making a difference to these little kids’ lives. Call me naïve, call me confused, but I’ll still say what I need to say.

The Blog Not Read (featuring Robert Frost)

Two blogs appeared on my WordPress homepage
And sorry I could not read both
And be one blogger, how I stared
And thought of one as long as I could
To where it lay above the third and fourth;

Then read the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was colourful and the posts looked better,
Though as for that the comments there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that evening equally lay
As I grabbed myself a snack.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I would ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two blogs appeared on my WordPress homepage and I,
I read the first one, I don’t know why,
And none of this makes any sense.