Finishing What Has Been Started
Once again, the elusive diploma has slipped through my fingers. I had planned to enroll for the second semester to finally complete my dreaded degree, but alas, complications arose. The main culprit? A power-tripping dean. After months of absence from my beloved college, I returned as the prodigal son, determined to finish what I had started.
To my dismay, I still had incomplete subjects and an internship to fulfill. I had the entire summer and the first semester to complete these requirements, but my laziness got the better of me. It wasn't until the first week of classes that I mustered the willpower to tackle them. This is where the disagreement with the dean unfolded. She insisted that I couldn't enroll unless I had finished the incomplete subjects (a confusing situation, I know). My argument was that, technically, I could enroll for the internship even with incomplete subjects, as they were not prerequisites for the teaching practice. The requirement for a public school internship was on-campus practice teaching and fourth-year status, both of which I had achieved. However, the unfortunate reality was that even though I had a valid point, her point, backed by a Ph.D., held the ultimate authority.
But I wasn't ready to surrender. Completing my studies was a vow I made to Grandma Mely (more on this in future posts) and a promise to my late father. I sought assistance from the school registrar, who happened to make sense. The registrar engaged in a conversation with the dean, and they eventually set a deadline for me to complete the remaining subjects—a mere two days away.
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