Friday, July 8, 2022

Teenage Years – (Chapter 4 Part 1 – Discovering My Direction)

In the weeks leading up to the start of 11th Grade we receive Aptitude and Vocational Testing followed by meeting with counsellors to go over the results and on the first day of school there was a Career Day where we could meet with people working in various industries.

My Aptitude Testing results showed that I was number oriented and analytical but did not have an aptitude toward sciences and the general feeling was that I would be most suited for Business and Accounting which was not surprising because I had taken a course in basic bookkeeping in 10th grade and loved it.  As a side note the alternate field recommended was in the service industry.  Ironic considering that three short years later I became a “sissy maid”. (That will be the next chapter of my blog)

Going to university for 4-5 years to obtain a Bachelor of Commerce degree did not appeal to me in terms of time involved but also, I did not want to be required to take loads of math and a few required science courses. I also knew by then that I really wanted to get some freedom and get away from my mother. There was no money for me to live on campus either, so my inclination was to enter the Business Management programs at either BCIT or Capilano College. Since I would not need to take as many prerequisite courses to qualify for university I focused my courses during my last two years in high school on accounting, bookkeeping, typing and economics. Being a very traditional based school, they offered lots of courses in Home Economics and while my academic counsellor saw no harm in taking those although I remember him saying it was a little unconventional for a boy to take courses that were geared towards girls. Being the late 1970’s things were still pretty gender specific which was exacerbated by the traditional nature of this school.


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