Most good adventures start with the hero taking a wrong turn somewhere. You say you’re going to Grandma’s, or to Ithaca, or to your first day of work in a shoe factory (that is, if you’re like me and you make Sister Carrie references).
It’s a long journey, and you think, “I’ll just rest here for a moment,” and before you know it you’ve ended up somewhere else you never imagined.
I came to New York City a month ago to attend Columbia University’s Graduate School of Journalism. But now I’m taking more than a detour; I’m taking a full-time job as an education reporter for Gotham Schools.
I said this Tumblr would chronicle my classes and assignments at the J-School, which would have begun this week. Instead, I’m guessing it will be more stories about my first real job in the big city, with a lot of education news thrown in.
I start Tuesday.
The fork in the road came up on me so fast, I’m still not sure how I got here (and I’m no good at reading maps!). But I can tell you that when I started, I had no idea things would turn out so well. In fact, I was devastated to leave Chicago.