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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Samnell" data-source="post: 2230100" data-attributes="member: 130">Associate in Arts in History, years ago. Since then I've tried to leave the town I hate more than anything on earth twice and failed both times. I tried to do a branch program to become a certified high school history teacher, and almost made it. All the classes are in this awful town. Got straight As with a single exception. Virtually every teacher I came into contact with tried to talk me into grad school for an MA at the very least and probably a PhD in History. I got into my student teaching. That's where I found out that this life as a sort of down-to-earth intellectual that I imagined teaching would be was, well, not. My cooperating teacher was asking me two weeks in why I wanted to be teaching high school if I hated it so much. I told her that I adored high school, especially the last two years when the dropouts had left and I was in one advanced class after another. She thought loving high school had basically nothing to do with academics and everything to do with various passtimes that strike me now as they did then as ranging from trivial and distracting to vapid and beneath contempt. Nice of someone to tell me that the average demographic high school teachers emerged from was more student council and football team than gets-As-without-even-trying. She bounced me out, which was probably the right choice. It wasn't the job I thought it was. I got criticized every time I wanted to go into depth on something. So now I'm left with what could be six credits short of a BA in History, and basically no way to finish it.</blockquote>

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