The triple-whammy of all of my classmates starting school today without me, talking to that lady about her health program yesterday and being over-tired enough to have reached that point where ideas sometimes seem more brilliant than they are has my wheels spinning.
When I start my senior year at Goddard in October, I’m going to need a senior study project. I fully intend on taking advantage of the six months I’m taking off to make sure I go to Vermont with a solid plan. Because dear senior study project, you are scary.
So…so I’m thinking. What if I write a curriculum? A body-positive, health at every size, defiant athlete curriculum?
Something that could be turned into a way of teaching lots of people on line, smaller groups of people at YMCAs and community colleges everywhere. Maybe that could even be turned into an alternative to the scary programs being taught in schools now.
Something a group of friends could do together if they wanted.
A love your body to wellness curriculum.
A hey, kid, you aren’t responsible for the recession curriculum.
An all food has nutritional value and you can be an athlete if you wanna be curriculum.
I mean, if I left that talk with that woman with my head spinning full of ideas–why can’t I use them myself?
I have the unique background of having come within a year of both a degree in education and a degree in social work. I’ve worked as a teacher and a social worker/counselor. I have advocacy training that would come in handy. And I’m a writer.
I could do this, right? It isn’t just the unicorns that come alive in my head when I’m overtired tap dancing on my brain?
I think I could. And I think it could be exciting. I have an appointment tomorrow morning to talk on the phone with the woman who will (pray God) be my adviser during my final semester. I’m going to run this by her. I think I can make it work. In fact, I’m sure I can.
Yes, I am. Comments that A) give me your thoughts and B) let me know I’m not crazy will make my whole day.