Don't Dis My Ability- part 2
Hello readers. I am finally going to post part two- I know, late again but here goes:
I have to say my years at Jeanne-Lajoie were my best years. It was there that I made the most progress. I had made great friends, learning things were easier and my teachers were pretty awesome too. I remember that I finally learned how to say time. Even though I was 12 and a lot older than most children who learn to read time, this was a eureka moment for me. The memory still sticks with me to this day. I still had my struggles but I had come so far. I was lucky, luckier than most children actually and so were the five or so others in my class. Yes, we were a very small class, a perfect size for children like us, a perfect place to learn and grow.
Then came the time to start high school. Again, I had a lot of support throughout all 4 years. Even though I was nervous to start (like anyone would be when they arrive in a new environment), I came to meet a great group of friends and a couple who became my best friends until now in my adult life! I was often socially awkward but I found I could relax with my friends. I got to do so many great things in high school such as be a radio host with a friend in the mornings, participated in talent shows, participated in class and even joined the cross country/track team. Things I never knew I would do but I was brave enough to try them. I even braved each exam I had to face and successfully passed all of them, resulting in graduating with my high school diploma which was a pretty proud moment for me and my family.
Now let's fast forward to college. That was a tough time for me. Really tough. As many of my friend know, I wanted to be a professional ballerina. Or at least study in dance. So I auditioned for the York University dance program. I did not pass unfortunately. This was very devastating to me. But my mom reminded me I should have a plan B and that was to pursue studies in something that had children involved because beside dance, I did love children. That's how I stumbled upon ECE (Early Childhood Education). After three years of hard work and many failed attempts of giving up, I can finally say I am a proud and qualified Early Childhood Educator. Even though I haven't received my official diploma just yet- I will this upcoming June- I am currently in a full time job position as an assistant teacher and working with a child with special needs. I realize just how far I've come, how much obstacles I've surpassed and how able I am to do things, to now live a decent life as an adult. If you take out the dis in disability, you get ability and that's exactly what I am. Able. And who knows what dance still has in store for me? Life is full of surprises after all. In fact, it has never stop surprising me.
Cara O
I have to say my years at Jeanne-Lajoie were my best years. It was there that I made the most progress. I had made great friends, learning things were easier and my teachers were pretty awesome too. I remember that I finally learned how to say time. Even though I was 12 and a lot older than most children who learn to read time, this was a eureka moment for me. The memory still sticks with me to this day. I still had my struggles but I had come so far. I was lucky, luckier than most children actually and so were the five or so others in my class. Yes, we were a very small class, a perfect size for children like us, a perfect place to learn and grow.
Then came the time to start high school. Again, I had a lot of support throughout all 4 years. Even though I was nervous to start (like anyone would be when they arrive in a new environment), I came to meet a great group of friends and a couple who became my best friends until now in my adult life! I was often socially awkward but I found I could relax with my friends. I got to do so many great things in high school such as be a radio host with a friend in the mornings, participated in talent shows, participated in class and even joined the cross country/track team. Things I never knew I would do but I was brave enough to try them. I even braved each exam I had to face and successfully passed all of them, resulting in graduating with my high school diploma which was a pretty proud moment for me and my family.
Now let's fast forward to college. That was a tough time for me. Really tough. As many of my friend know, I wanted to be a professional ballerina. Or at least study in dance. So I auditioned for the York University dance program. I did not pass unfortunately. This was very devastating to me. But my mom reminded me I should have a plan B and that was to pursue studies in something that had children involved because beside dance, I did love children. That's how I stumbled upon ECE (Early Childhood Education). After three years of hard work and many failed attempts of giving up, I can finally say I am a proud and qualified Early Childhood Educator. Even though I haven't received my official diploma just yet- I will this upcoming June- I am currently in a full time job position as an assistant teacher and working with a child with special needs. I realize just how far I've come, how much obstacles I've surpassed and how able I am to do things, to now live a decent life as an adult. If you take out the dis in disability, you get ability and that's exactly what I am. Able. And who knows what dance still has in store for me? Life is full of surprises after all. In fact, it has never stop surprising me.
Cara O
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