Tomorrow, I need to haul myself out of bed, drag myself across my bedroom, and plop myself down in front of my computer, all to be able to log in to Zoom meetings back-to-back from 9 to 3 tomorrow- all for my B.Ed. orientation.
Definitely not how I thought this was going to play out.
But, I've read all the documents that were assigned and I have my Zoom links and passwords ready to go. And, so begins the strangest back-to-school season for any of us bearing the title "student".
It already seemed weird enough to me- I mean there's something fundamentally ironic (if that's even the correct word) about going to school to learn how to teach. Let alone doing so amidst a global pandemic, in a country and province where back to school plans for Kindergarten to Grade 12 students seems not entirely thought out.
When I first filled out my application to get into the program way back in January, there's no way I thought THIS would be the circumstances under which I'd be starting. When I went for the writing skills exercise in the last week of January, COVID seemed like a problem isolated to a few countries across the world. So when members of the Faculty were giving us a heads up about the two day orientation held on campus with both the first and second years, I was excited about the prospect of getting started, and had absolutely no reason to think that orientation would actually be me, in my bedroom, with my laptop, and a bunch of Zoom URLs.
But, here we are! And what can we do but make the best of it? Despite the unconventional format, I'm excited to get started and hey- at least I get to sleep in!
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