Writers Workshop with MamaKat

First I wanted to ask a question before we get to MamaKat.  Have any of you read (to your kids) The 100 mph Dog by Jeremy Strong?  HILARIOUS!  You should get it.  There’s a whole series and even I get bummed when it’s not my turn to put Boo to bed and I miss the chapter.  So check it out.
Onwards: 
It’s Writer’s Workshop time!  MamaKat has some awesome prompts this week so I am going to list all of them here today.  Don’t know what Writers Workshop is?  You are missing out so head over to MamaKat’s Losing It and see what the fun is all about!

The Prompts:

1.) Why did you do it?

2.) What is a common misconception about you?

3.) Describe a moment when you felt afraid.

4.) In what ways are you turning into your mother?

5.) Are you always right?


I am going to choose number 2 this week.  Be sure to link up at MamaKat’s if you are playing or simply head over and take a peek at who else is participating this week!
2) What is a common misconception about you?
I would have to say that a lot of people think I am shy.  To a point that can be true.  But it’s usually because I like to observe people before joining a conversation.  There are many times where I simply enjoy listening to what other people have to say before I chime in.  
I think there are several things that brought me out of my childhood shyness.  When I was 16 I spent a summer as an exchange student in Milan.  I was forced to not be shy.  I had studied French intending to go to France but the program was cancelled the month before I left.  I ended up going to Italy instead.  I did not speak the language.  My hosts (two families) did speak english but it forced me to get outside my box and discover new things, try new things. The experience taught me a lot about myself and that I can do something if I put my mind to it.
Moving 3000 miles away from home at 18 also helped.  Spokane, WA to Philadelphia is another world indeed for an 18 year old girl.  
Ronson Hall Girls
The Girls of Ronson Hall 1995
If I hadn’t gotten a scholarship to school I would have ended up at University of Idaho.  A perfectly fine school but not more than a few hours from home.  Philadelphia forced me to open my eyes and see that there are a lot of people outside of my small town America upbringing.
Me, Rebecca, Alex
Renee, Dara, Kelly
In order to survive I had to see that people are different everywhere.  People are African American, Muslim, Asian, Brazilian and many things in between.  I enjoyed becoming friends with all these people that previously I had never known.  
Birthday night
You’ll likely find this hard to believe but I was in a sorority too.  A social one at that.  That experience while very silly at times helped me to feel like I always had a support system of wonderful young women to turn to when I felt myself missing home, missing familiarity and simply needing a friend.  
Girls gone greek - Paddle Party
ΔΦΕ  Delta Phi Epsilon Paddle Party at Going Greek (so we weren’t photographers!)
The first year of college is brutal (so is dining hall food, yech).  It forced me to say “Hey, if you’re going to make it stop being shy.  Step up and say hello my name is Andrea.”  Moving to a different country can also abolish shyness.  You are forced to meet people, interact with others often people who are not like you.
I think people might think I’m shy and maybe sometimes I am.  But believe me after all that I wrote about up there I’m really not.  Not anymore.
(50 points if you can guess who I am in those photos)
If you find yourself in any of these photos, PCTS circa 1995-96, Rebecca, Kelly, Renee, Dara, Stephanie, Alex, Jeri or any others give me a shout.  I’d love to hear from you.

Anyone rich?

Anyone wanna loan me $26,660?  Really I’ll put it to good use.  

That’s what it will cost me to pursue finishing my degree (that’s for 20 classes including books, cause I already have two years completed).  At the end I’d get a big ole diploma saying Bachelors of Science in Communications.  Thrilling eh?

When did school get so darn expensive??  And these are online classes through University of Phoenix.  Believe it or not this is the cheap school.  Granted, I shelled out about $20,000 for one year at the former Philadelphia College of Textiles and Science (long name so now it’s Philadelphia University).  That was room and board too.  Oh, but not books, or fees or any of that other stuff.  That was in 1995.  I do not even want to know what they charge for a current years tuition.  Thank goodness I got a partial scholarship or I’d have been going to, well who knows where.  Maybe Clown College?
I am going to probably have a heart attack when Boo walks up in about 11 years and says he wants to go to Harvard or Yale or Boston University (just pulling out some names cause you know my kid’s a genius and all 🙂  I’ll have a heart attack on the spot when I see the cost no doubt.  When did trying to get an education so you can get a good job (and lets not forget how great that economy is doing these days) become so expensive?
Have I been out of the college loop too long?  The last class I took was in 1999 (I did night classes after bankrupting myself that first year).  At one point I worked two part time jobs and went to school.  Then I worked one full time job and went to night school.  And I could still barely afford it.
How do all of you manage college?  Have you put aside money for you or your kids?
And this has nothing to do with this post BUT go visit Kat over at Sunshineandlemonade for some awesome Disney Tips!  I can hardly wait to go.  Two more months!