Yesterday was the first class of my last class of my Master’s
program. One thing struck me as odd, the
class is held in a classroom—a Spanish classroom to be exact—in the local high
school. Talk about coming full
circle. I wish some of my high school
teachers could see me now, sitting at a little desk getting ready to embark on
a hellofa journey...one which will produce a new degree upon completion.
The prof tried to
reassure the class that the thesis was no different from any other paper we’ve
written…it is just longer and single-handidly decides if I get this degree or
not. No pressure. Almost like a coach icing his own player and
telling him, “We’re down by 1, make both free throws and we win the
championship. Miss 'em both and we’re
done. Now get out there and have fun.”
If you need me I'll be holed up in the library for the next 9 weeks.
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