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What a Difference a Year Makes

This time last year, I was praying school would simply end.  I was approaching the end of my graduate program, and I was happy to know I would no longer have to sacrifice my weekends for class or school work.  I am very grateful to have gone to school when I did and though my program.  I remember my undergraduate professors encouraging us to get real-world teaching experience before going to graduate school.  I value their advice.  I think teaching a few years made my master degree much more meaningful and I saw the maturity in my mathematical abilities.  I studied better and no longer had testing anxiety (something that haunts many children I encounter, but that’s a conversation for another post.)  I’m happy I earned my second degree when I did.  It wan an invaluable journey I’ll hold close to my heart.

Schools out… for now.

-Ashley

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