Verity has been interested in my blog and the whole process of blogging for several years. She is one of those friends who you know are always with you. We first met when our children were young, and you know how that means you share all sorts of trials and tribulations. I asked her to do a guest post – it’s a test really, because I’ve been trying to encourage her to start her own blog. So please go ahead and encourage her by commenting if you’ve got time in your weekend schedule.
Lifelong Learning – Pain or Gain
On my first discussion with the tutor I was asked if I was going to continue with my studies through to taking a Degree. I think I need to wait until my final assignment has been submitted, marked and results known before I even consider another short course, never mind a full blown Degree.
On reaching retirement I made several promises to myself.
not to drive in snow
not to do housework at the weekends
to indulge in more exercise
become a very mature student.
There is a great sense of satisfaction from the first two; a reduction in weight and increase in fitness from the third but as for the fourth, the jury is still out.
I am currently working through my second Open University short course. The first one on Creative Writing was pure pleasure; however I am now plodding through Making Sense of History. I did not look too closely at the subjects being studied when choosing the course. More fool me! Part 1 is Poetry, haiku in particular. Part 2 is a 15-year period in the recent history of Burma, in particular Aung San Suu Kyi struggles. Now at Part 3 – this is Art. In this we are asked to analyse, interpret etc the (so-called) works of art which have won the Turner Prize. Does anyone really consider the prize winner of 1998, Tracey Emin’s My Bed to be a work of art?
I ask myself frequently am I getting pleasure or pain from being a very mature student. During my working lifetime I did study but it was mostly work related courses and qualifications. None of these were for pleasure, their purpose was career orientated. So now why am I studying? Am I whiling away some hours; increasing my knowledge base; indulging myself; or simply trying to prove that the grey cells are still functioning. Why does it seem important to know that I can achieve a qualification as a retired elder person.
Well done, Verity, maybe you could get used to this!