It is with great honour, privilege and a funny story to share, the start of the next big chapter in my life. Having graduated just yesterday and walking away from my favourite (last) class at York University, I am now able to share my excitement on where I will be continuing my education post summer. I applied to 7 universities for The Bachelor of Education program, which is the next stepping stones to becoming a teacher. I received acceptances for 6 out of the 7 universities but was having my fingers crossed for one in particular, the one I OFFICIALLY accepted to.
Drum roll please... hello (again) York University! I originally had intended on going to Trent until I heard back from any local universities. I even sent a tentative acceptance to Trent on behalf of the BED program. Of course, the financial stresses of moving from my home would have been a burden, but worth the reward of the degree and also a new experience of living on my own. Thankfully, York was able to look over my application again and send me my amended acceptance. At first, I received the letter that I was not accepted to York. Yup, that's right, I didn't get in...at first. It was my mother who encouraged me to call the university and ask why, there's no harm in taking initiative. Being the stubborn 21 year old that I am, I kept shrugging off her suggestions. But as all mothers do, her persistence paid off and I called up York the following morning. When I spoke to the stationed attendant, even he agreed to re-submit my application. As it turns out, I was accepted and the decision to continue my education locally was set in stone. It made for a VERY happy Gena.
For those of you who do not know, I have aspired to be a teacher for majority of my life. Perhaps it is because my mother is a teacher, or that my cousin followed suit. Or maybe, it is because I would visit my mom's class at a young age. The reasons to why are extensive, but mostly, I want to be a role model for all youth. At a young age I would help my mom prepare for the following school year by helping to decorate her classroom, photocopying work books and cut out laminated visuals. I have even brought in lessons to her classroom over the years, more so craft based activities when I was 12 or so. Nonetheless, the spark of knowing what I wanted my career path to be has been static. Over the last few months, I have narrowed down a few other career options after completing my BED. I potentially want to get my Masters in Social Work, so that I am able to be a counsellor for the District School Board, as counselling has always been a passion of mine. I also can see myself taking a few AQ courses to become a High School guidance counsellor/teacher. For now, my entry into Teacher's College is to specialise in the Primary/Junior grades. I adore children and hope to have a few of my own some day. I have always wanted to be a mother and have always known I wanted children some day.
In honour of completing my 4 year undergrad and honours in both Communications Studies & Critical Sexuality Studies, I frolicked on my lonesome to the city in between errands and right before my final class of the year. This time alone exploring and checking off must try items is a liberating expression of self care. I enjoy this time to myself as much as I enjoy going out with loved ones.
I decided to satisfy my semi-sweet craving and ravenous tummy with healthier food choices. I have seen The Grow Op blow up on social media recently and decided to try out a few decadent and savoury items from their menu. I follow many bloggers in Toronto, one of them being @beauxmondes. She posted an extraordinary blogger-esque photo on her social media that determined my recent visit.
Upon arrival I played around with my camera to captivate its alluring aesthetics. It is one of those places that makes you feel serine. I ordered the Roasted Sweet Potato Sandwich and also The Peanut Butter Acai Bowl. I opted the chimchurri sauce in the sandwich for hot sauce and a little thousand island dressing for my taste buds. I have to admit, being a more health based food spot, I was not sure if it was going to appeal to me. I had a pre-conceived notion that it may be bland. I was certainly, completely WRONG. The food was amazing. I even brought the rest of my smoothie cup to class which was shared amongst my friends who exclaimed their liking for this acai bowl. To be honest, the acai bowl is a lot for me. I would ideally prefer a mini version of this bowl. I have said it before, I enjoy savoury over sweet. It is my usual go to for snacks. I highly recommend this food spot next time you are walking down Ossington Avenue, you will not be dissapointed.
What I learned: Mom's are always right and it never hurts to pursue an opportunity further. If someone says 'no' to your dream challenge it. It never hurts to put yourself out there. I am thankful for my mother who is always trying to push me to be the best, strongest and ambitious version of myself that I can be. With this new beginning, my joy and motivation have soared through the roof. What is in store for the next two years? I am not sure. All I know is that I am one LARGE step closer to my career goals.