I am not a math girl. We joke about it in the staff room — how math gives me a rash.
The single biggest worry I have about going back to school is that stats course I have to take. Dr. Sister tells me I’ll be fine, that she’s taken it, and can always help me, and that makes me feel better. But she’s in Toronto, and I’m here, and Facebook can only do so much.
As word gets out about my switching lanes, however, the teachers at my school have been lining up, offering to give me a hand. And I can’t tell you how much that means to me.
It’s such a bittersweet thing. They are so supportive, and such good friends. I’ll really miss them when it’s time to go.
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