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Choice count: 29
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Field Related Analysis
Education : 105 matches
(choice, class, classes, coach, college, course, courses, don, education, failed, field, first, grades, high school, learn, liberal, prerequisites, primary education, reader, school, score, semester, social, teach, teacher, training, university)Police-Technology : 23 matches
(corruption, police, police officer, right)Archaeology : 21 matches
(bit, class, close, group, here, point, study, tell, thing)Target Structure: (3 matches)
internship (2 matches)
sexual harassment (1 match)
corruption (2 matches)
Soon, I will have to choose in which field of studies I what to go. I'm kind of nervous about it because I can't decide between being a teacher and a police officer. I love those two so bad, but I really have to make a choice. What am I going to do?
Choice 1 : Choosing to be a teacher.
Choice 2 : Choosing to be a police officer.
I had to choose to be a teacher! I have three younger siblings, I kind of love children! I'm already imagining myself teaching those little ones who just ask to learn. I can't wait to be there. However, I have to make a choice between the two programs I really want to go to. Which one will it be, the liberal art or the social studies?
Choice 1 : Liberal art it is!
Choice 2 : Social studies it is!
I chose to become a police officer, so here I am, packing my stuff so that I could go for the police training. I am eighteen years old, so that's OK for me to do it now. However, to validate my registration for the category B or C, I will have to have certain prerequisites. I haven't thought that to become a police officer, it would have required that much preparation, but I'm ready. Before, I thought that being good at school was enough, but now that I have to already be good even before entering the school truly changed my mind. But more I'm thinking about it, more I want to change my mind. What if I'm not good enough? I know nobody there, I will be lonely. Maybe, I should change my plans.
Choice 1 : Go anyways.
Choice 2 : Start over.
When I made the choice to take this program, I was kind of scared that I wouldn't like it, because it is all new to me. The truth is that I never took photography courses or acting classes, which we have in liberal art. But now that I have done my two years in this program, I can say that I am proud I did it because I truly liked it. However, I am kind of stressed, because I have to make a hard choice, between the two schools where I want to study. Which university should I choose, knowing that both would be in preschool and primary education?
Choice 1 : UQAM it is!
Choice 2 : Laval's University it will be!
It's only been three months since I started this program, and I have one thing to say... I hate it. I don't like politics and geography courses and whatever classes I have to take to pass this program! I wish I could all do it over!
Choice 1 : Start over.
I have been accepted! I am so happy, the school is amazing and I made new friends already. But I feel Kind of weird in my English class... My teacher, whose name is Gabriel, insists a few times for the two of us to meet outside the class hours. Apparently, it's for my grades, but I don't know about this. I had a bad feeling about it, so I declined each time, but I feel oppressed every time I have to go to my English class. I have already asked the person who deals with my schedule to see if I could change teacher. He said it was impossible with the schedule I had! Despite my friends, I really think I should change school as soon as possible. This situation I am in... I think it's called sexual harassment.
Choice 1 : Start over.
I never thought I would like this school that much! I met a bunch of people, but one in particular... My boyfriend, David! We met in a bar near the university, he bought me a drink, and that's it, I was in love. We have some classes together, which is really nice, and next year, we planned to move out together. However, I feel bad, because I will be in an internship next semester I will not have time for him at all, with school, my part-time job, and then that! I will have time for nothing at all. Should I tell him about this internship, or wait for him to discover it in a few months?
Choice 1 : Tell David.
Choice 2 : Wait until David finds out.
David was not happy about it, because he really thought we were going to live together, but he accepted it pretty well. We concluded that we were not in a rush and that we had all our times to move out together. He is so comprehensive, and I love him so much! I am so grateful that I chose to go to Laval's University, where I met my boyfriend and my friends. Now that I will have more experiences, I will have more chances to enter a good school were I could teach to a bunch of kids. I am so happy that my studies are going that well, and I'm really happy that I chose to became a teacher instead of a police officer. I don't know if I would have done things differently if someone would have gave me the opportunity. What could have happened?
Choice 1 : Start over.
I have two weeks left before my intership, and my boyfriend just found out about it. I feel really bad, because he's really angry at me that I haven't told him before. He's right, I should have done that weeks ago, but everything was going so well, I didn't want it to stop. What an idiot! I wish I could go back on that decision.
Choice 1 : Start over.
I can't believe I decided to go, but here I am. I am with a group of people that have approximately my age. We all seem to be a bit nervous, which reassure me a little. My left leg is shacking and I kind of want of throwing. That's why I can't believe my eyes when I see two boys my age entering the gym with big smiles on their face, followed by the evaluator. Something is weird.
Choice 1 : Continue the training.
While I was waiting, I've talk with Lily and Melissa, who already passed the selection, but failed the first time, so they were here to try to pass for the second time. I told them about the two boys, what were my suspicions, and they confirmed my thoughts. These two people are football player from a college close to where the training is, and what a surprise, the evaluator is a former football coach. The two girls told me that at the last training, three football players passed the tests with a perfect score, which is practically impossible. I think there is corruption here.
Choice 1 : Don't say a word.
Choice 2 : Tell the manager of the training.
I feel bad because now these boys can do whatever they want!
Choice 1 : Start over.
Just after the training, I called the person who was on top for him to know what was going on. I feel proud, but at the same time, a bit ashamed.
Choice 1 : Go to another training.
Choice 2 : To meet with a police officer.
Choice 3 : Go to an interview.
Choice 4 : Meet with the guys.
The training went so well, I love it here! I feel like I could have my place in this school.
Choice 1 : Start over.
A police officer contacted me to know if he could talk to me. Of course, I said yes! But it wasn't what I expected... He literally told me that this job wasn't done for me! I'm so frustrated and sad!
Choice 1 : Start over.
This gay emailed me the other day, telling me he would have loved to talk to me about what happened. I wasn't sure at first, but I thought it could be a good idea to explain to the world what truly happened. So that's what I did, we met at a little restaurant, and we discussed. However, his questions were weird...
Choice 1 : Go see the article.
I thought the two guys wanted to talk to clean their mess, but no! They were simply here to make me a joke. They didn't even show up to the meeting point we set. Instead, my face was all over the restaurant, marked by a cross in red.
Choice 1 : Start over.
A big influencer contacted me, asking if we could meet. Of course, I said yes. We met, and he offered me a place in his school, telling me he liked my honesty and my good grades. What a chance!
Choice 1 : Start over.
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