I am an old dog. Not too old, but older than a puppy. In the Computer Graphics class I am taking there is a student in high school who is taking the class as dual enrollment, there are two older gentleman with gray receding hair lines, students who look in their mid 20’s and 30’s and there is me, who is a little gray with a full head of long hair.
There is no age limit on learning.
Last night I felt like an old dog who couldn’t learn a new trick. The teacher was showing the class how to use the program on the screen in front of the class. He was showing things quickly, my brain couldn’t follow what he was doing.
“What am I doing here? This is so hard; I don’t understand.”
The tears in the back of my eyeballs were waiting for the command from my brain, to spill out. The Head Tear Foreman yelled to the tear drops, “Okay guys, it looks like she is feeling overwhelmed. Get in your places! Everybody line up, we may be needed!”
After I took a deep breath, and made a conscious decision to not quit, the Head Tear Foreman yelled to the tear drops, “Fall out! She has it under control. She is not going to give up. Good work tear drops. Be ready, she has five more weeks of this.”
I am an old dog, but I can learn new tricks. I just have to be patient with myself and keep trying.
Let me tell you the secret that has led me to my goal. My strength lies solely in my tenacity.
– Louis Pasteur
I may cry, but I won’t quit.
