Something triggered memories (and that's dangerous). It all feels so alient to who I've become and to who I am now.
20 years ago (1986): I was in 6th grade just starting to learn about life and the world. I was sure of absolutely one thing... I had no clue what i was going to do with life, all I knew is that I wanted to have fun with my friends 🙂
15 years ago (1991): I was a junior in highschool. Enjoying my classes, well, most of them, and learning even more about myself... I will never forget the monologue that I did for Cortazar's Rayuela for my Spanish class or when we went as a class to see Death and the Maiden. By this time I was possitive I was going to do theater at the Catholic University in Santiago and then do my MFA in theater directing and work like Oriana or Mario Valdovinos did and live life the way I wanted it to.
12 years ago (1994): I had just left Santiago for the use on March 26th and by the time my second week in indian country had arrived I was already working in McDonalds (go figure). I was at Central 2 months later... yes, yes I know I like cutting things close 😉
12 to 8 years ago (1994 - 1998): I don't think I've enjoyed more being somewhere than I did at Central. I didn't do well academically (a 2.83 is not a great GPA) and I was depressed as hell the first 2 years, but I learned so much and enjoyed so many of the things I did while I was there. Trip to Donostia to do research with Ybarrola and Yanner or work at the Theater doing light crew or Set crew 🙂 When I was a freshman I still thought I was going to major in theater, do my MFA in directing and move back to Vermont, where I lived at the time, and direct and teach theater By the time I was a Junior I realized that as much as I love theater (and I still do) I wasn't ready to make a career out of it. I switched majors to General/Liberal studies and still managed to graduate in 4 years 😀
9 years ago (1997): After I went on my Ethnographic research trip it was time for Fall semester and to say goodbye to Central. I was crazy trying to take 20 units in a semester. I ended up dropping 4 units and taking 16... I was so intent on taking an extra semester to do a great ressearch projects I had in mind... but Mr Washington and Franklin (is he the one in the $100 bill?) decided otherwise. I moved to California in 1997 (I actually flew Xmas day)
8 years ago (1998): Since I didn't finish my degree while at Central I took the last 6 units at San Jose State in California. Met some great people and landed a job. At this point in time I had no clue what was it I wanted to do. I started hanging out with people at the Instructional Technology lab and started my MA fall that year while working at the Alquist Center at San Jose State. At this point I wanted to get into the joint USC/SJSU doctoral program in Instructional Technology like Dr. Johana Keirns did and teach
6 years ago (2000): I left San Jose State's work and dropped of grad school to work at the Californai Virtual Campus regional center in the San Francisco bay area. It was fun while it lasted and it was a great challenge both an enjoyable one with all the learning I did and a stressful one having to deal with my director.
3 and a half years ago (May 2003): Myself along with the entire staff from the CVC 1 Regional Center (Alex and Jean) were laid off because of a drastic budget cut. For a while I was without direction. I decided, with a little maternal prodding, to go back and finish graduate school which meant I had to be accepted to begin with.
2 and a half years ago (May 2004): I graduated with an MA in Instructional Technology from San Jose State University and my GPA *gasp* was a 3.77. Sure, if you don't keep at least a 3.0 they kick you out of the program, but I still don't believe that the work I did would have got me the grades I did when I first started.
1 and a half year ago (January 2006): I always thought it would be great to work at CSU, Chico. So far so good but the jury is still out. Of course now that I have the freedom I don't know what to do with it.