Serf ‘rett got me to thinking about the year I graduated high school. Oh, my. I hated high school! Most of my friends were older and had graduated and not a friendly face was in my lunch period. (I graduated in a class of 700 so you can see that I was out of place if I couldn’t find one friendly face to hang out with!)
Well, I heard of something called "Early Admission" into college and looked into it. I could go to college a year early and, if I passed with a C average or better, I would get my high school diploma! What a deal! The principal knew me and agreed to let me try it (even though I was not exactly an honor roll student). So, ‘rett, I left h.s. in ’74 but got my diploma in ’75!
College was wonderful! If I had known then what I know now I would have gone away after the first year but, being the first person on my father’s side to go on to higher education and not having mentors to guide me, I stayed on at the local college through graduation.
Here is the tricky part about addition and subtraction – try to stay with me: I started college in September ’74. I got my h.s. diploma in June of ’75. I took CLEP exams and took classes most of the summer each year and graduated college in August of "77! I can’t imagine what people looking at my resume’ must have thought when they saw the years! "That girl can’t even figure out what years she went to high school and college! We can’t hire her!"
Explains alot about my early job history. Or lack thereof. (heavy sigh)
Please be praying for "S", a blog buddy who is having a hard time. A very hard time.