Well, I'd finally done it. After talking about it and thinking about it for a couple of years, I'd finally committed to returning to school. I was going to be taking adult college classes towards my bachelor's degree. Now came the hard part - attending the Manchester NH classes, doing the work, learning new things, studying, oh and living the rest of my life too.
I had been counseled to start with a critical thinking class. It's a required class and many "newbies" start with it. It's a good way to get into the swing of college work. I tried to imagine what my first class would be like and could readily picture not having a word to say - which of course was wrong, I had lots to add!
I had been counseled to start with a critical thinking class. It's a required class and many "newbies" start with it. It's a good way to get into the swing of college work. I tried to imagine what my first class would be like and could readily picture not having a word to say - which of course was wrong, I had lots to add!
I ordered my books and eagerly looked through them. One was comparable to a book of puzzles which was meant to get us to practice our critical thinking. As we went through our classes this book was actually a lot of fun. Word puzzles, math puzzles - it was satisfying to solve them. I do have to admit that there were a couple that escaped me - though I think most of us had some that stumped us. Not everyone thinks and reasons the same so it was interesting to see how others solved the puzzles.
We also studied two writings, one by Lincoln and one by Martin Luther King. We had to them and I found myself thinking about what I was going to write, the points I wanted to include, etc. It was actually a very creative process and as my paper went from thoughts to words on paper the confidence grew.
Our final assignment for the class was to read and analyze a novel by Steinbeck. We discussed in class how we might approach our papers. I recall one young woman's take on the novel that totally impressed me. She had seen something that made so much sense, but I had not seen it for myself. It was interesting for me to hear what others thought and how they were going to approach their paper.
I knew that I wanted to take a novel approach also and illustrate a theme that might not be immediately self evident. Again, I found myself thinking about my paper and the points I wanted to make. Submitting this final paper and being proud of what I had written was one of many milestones on my way to my adult college degree in behavioral science. Yeah me!
We also studied two writings, one by Lincoln and one by Martin Luther King. We had to them and I found myself thinking about what I was going to write, the points I wanted to include, etc. It was actually a very creative process and as my paper went from thoughts to words on paper the confidence grew.
Our final assignment for the class was to read and analyze a novel by Steinbeck. We discussed in class how we might approach our papers. I recall one young woman's take on the novel that totally impressed me. She had seen something that made so much sense, but I had not seen it for myself. It was interesting for me to hear what others thought and how they were going to approach their paper.
I knew that I wanted to take a novel approach also and illustrate a theme that might not be immediately self evident. Again, I found myself thinking about my paper and the points I wanted to make. Submitting this final paper and being proud of what I had written was one of many milestones on my way to my adult college degree in behavioral science. Yeah me!
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