41 yrs/Kindergarten/gr.9..first day of school.
This is an interesting excercise. Writing b/c I have to… b/c I have promised to make my Self accountable to those who have given and invested their money and mostly… their ..YOUR …belief in me.Thank-you!
I had my first class last night for”Small Business Ventures”..All day I was nervous/excited with high expectations of what the next 3 months will entail…I haven’t been in a ‘classroom situation’ since college days.. 20 something years ago….)I have been beating, fighting,nursing a stupid cold but regardless…. when I finally found my classroom after wandering up and down the stairs and the myriad of hallways with big,wide eyes trying to find my classroom where I was anticipating LikeMinds.. I still managed to arrive 15 min early.. so I took notes.observing …..before the professor walked in and introduced himself..People sauntered in..and out of roughly 25 people..the majority were males..Was I surprised? no. Just disappointed.
I was also disappointed to discover that I was in a class that a good fraction of students were only there b/c they were looking for grades as part as their overall program curriculum.
.Did I sign up for the wrong program?
NO. ..I like my prof very much. From the top.. I asked him about HIS credentials and how he arrived here thus far in Life.
He is a humble,honest being.. a captivating storyteller and has “lived’ a colorful human existence/career…..he is an entrepreneurial spirit that is sharing and giving..giving back of his knowledge,expertise and experience in the commercial, corporate world as he knows it..and I know he is going to be an ally in my PoLLY PoE! vision:)
He asked me at the end of the night..”Did I pass the Audition?”
I responded….yes ..indeed:)
For the most part.. going about life ..I feel young and ageless..but being in a class where I know I am the oldest in earth years.(the others have no idea) I feel I have so much more experience that cannot be put on paper..I’m at a loss for relating to those who are in their 20′s and think they know how the world works.. I get it. I understand. I’ve been there…I bought a t-shirt..and sold it…..and yet…I am unable to relate to them.. My intense,curious listening and fearless questions as I look into their eyes…. makes them uncomfortable.
i don’t know how to not make them feel uncomfortable.
I know why I am here. Why I am taking this class…
when someone(no names mentioned) says to me they are here b/c they have to be…for marks etc.. I know they are not the kinda people I want to play hard with.. cuz’ all I want to do is PLAY and Play is 24/7 work. and I love to Play.
PLAY=PAY in my world.
On the positive side of it all.. I am terrified.. I like that. I am going to grow more than I ever thought possible.. I have never been about numbers,math, logistics, facts,research to prove what I know.. and yet. here it is.. I’ve always lived by instinct.. now, this class is going to give me the skills to back up my instincts:)
I remember being in elementary school and doing tests and failing them.. (math to be specific) I knew the answer.. just knew… but couldn’t show HOW I knew..
(Did ya know? I admit..I failed gr.3 math and failed accounting in gr.10.
SO WHAT!…. It’s very frustrating telling someone who doesn’t understand that mode of being.. I just know!.
First and foremost,I am an Actor/Student of Life
.. I trust my Self…I KNOW my Self..so now…. trying to apply THAT to THOSE who only relate to numbers and research as proof for success ..I will be challenged..
I was also disappointed b/c I thought I was going to be in a pool of creative,social do-gooders, so to speak..people who wanted to cause some good shit…instead, I think I’m in a class of people who are only about making money…not thinking about their impact on the future..what they have to say.what they STAND for…. again..is where i feel the difference in age/maturity.
so… what to do?
The Prof wants us to get into groups.. to come up with a business idea/plan..
but it’s not my thing.it’s not why I am taking this class.I came with an idea/passion.
It’s not for grades.or a hypothetical idea..
I’m here in this class to make IT happen.
I’m here to learn how to make my ideas a money making reality while causing some good shit..errr trouble… ..
ok. that was my first class..
I’m looking forward to homework.
Afterall.. I am and always will be A Student of Life.
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Sounds about right. First day of school. Full of dreams. Excitement. Terror. Those that want what you want will follow. Those who don’t you won’t.
Now get on with it.
Hey Dawna,
I just got up to speed with your life. Sooo many wonderful, exciting changes. And about the school situation? First – how does it feel NOW, after your FIRST day?
Second – remember that it is usually those who DON’T “fit in” who are successful – no surprise that the class isn’t brimming with like-minded souls. You’ll find them later when you’re closer to your goal. Trust the process and just keep doing what you’re doing – expecting the best and observing how people behave. You’re a SUPERSTAR!!!
xo – Sophia
ps. oh. and don’t give away your secrets. the world of business is a ruthless one. only share what you already own. don’t be too nice. (i know that might be difficult.)