It was a big
day.
I started off
the day by taking my last final exam for my Bachelors degree (BS in CIS). I
left the campus relieved. Though I would not get my grade for the exam for a
few days I knew I passed the test and the class. That particular chapter of my
life was over. Three and a half years of night school found its conclusion with
my having graduated.
I left the
campus and headed to the train station. I had an interview downtown for an
adjunct faculty position at Harrington College of Design.
The interview
could not have gone better. I felt certain I would be hearing from them and I
did. With the summer semester starting in just a few weeks I was called and
offered a couple of classes.
Do you
believe in miracles?
I gladly
accepted. It’s an understatement to say I was shocked by the job offer. I was
astonished. Blown away. It was completely inconceivable on every level and in
every way. Five years after being released from prison and I’d become a college
graduate and adjunct faculty member at a college. A real college not some fly
by night vocational school. I was a college professor. Unfucking believable.
A few days
later I was called by the school and asked if I could teach four classes. Of
course I can.
My goal
after leaving prison was never to become a college graduate or a college professor.
I had a very general and vague goal and that was to create a life worth
living. I did believe it was possible to rebuild my life after prison. I had no
idea what it would look like. I believed if I worked hard and kept a good
attitude I would be able to see progress within a year or so. As much as it
pains me to admit it I did have a fall back plan. If I realized no traction in
creating a new life after prison after one year of being home I would revisit
my thoughts about going back into the marijuana business.
I did see
traction in rebuilding my life and it only took a couple of months. The month
after my release I found out about a government program offering tuition
assistance for job training then I found a school offering classes in computer
training. I enrolled and was in class five days a week eight hours a day. Then
I found a bartending job working on Saturday and Sunday nights. Now here I was
five years later and hired to teach at a college.
It was great
to have the job but I did not want this to be a one semester gig and then have
that come to an end. I needed this to last. I got through the first semester
with flying colors and then made it through a second semester. With things
working out with this job I decided to enroll in grad school and pursue a
Master’s Degree. I stayed at Harrington until December 2006.
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