September 14, 2009

I'm been standing on the edge of the diving board for way to long. Weeks. I've been waiting for the perfect words to emerge onto the keyboard about my first blog posting . So jump in with me because it's nearly Fall 2009, the weather is getting chilly and the water is just getting colder.

Why start a blog? A need to write. I've often thought that I'm constantly coming up with great ideas for a column. I think I'm more clever than I actually am. (Was that incorrect grammar? Ending with preposition? Correction-I think I'm more clever than I actually am, bitch.)

Why the title Self Taught? Because "Self Taught" is a description that best suits my life thus far. I had great parents and mediocre schooling and knew the only way to improve my life, escape my neighborhood, escape my hometown and become a success and achieve the life I dreamed of was to figure out things on my own.

My parents were terrific people and hard workers. They were Mexican Americans of a generation that recognized the only way to get ahead was to assimilate. They assimilated pretty well. But they didn't know how to help me move on further than their own accomplishments. I had to figure it out for myself.

Entering junior high school and high school I decided what schools were best for me, enrolled myself and just told my parents "sign here". Same for the University of Texas. They just weren't the type to ask of their advice. But that's okay. I knew that whatever I was to learn in life I'd have to be self taught.

I've ended up with an incredible turnover of careers: Self Taught Television Reporter, Self Taught Writer, Self Taught Video Editor, Self Taught Television Producer, Self Taught Professional Shopper, Self Taught Religion Teacher, Self Taught Sunday School Director as well as Self Taught Wife, Self Taught Mom. Maybe my parents knew what they were doing after all.

Sure they wanted me to go to college but if I'd instead said "no" and gotten a good job they would have been just as proud. I knew I HAD to go to college but I had to figure it out for myself.

I got myself into the University of Texas, got my own financial aid package, etc. and have attained all the love, family, material things, pride and overall life I wanted.