Chapter 46

Chapter 46

On my one year degree spreadsheet plan, I’d checked off almost all of my required credits. I matriculated to Charter Oak State College in January and figured I would graduate in June. I sat before the computer and just looked at the color coded columns of my Excel spreadsheet titled RESOLUTION, the automatic tally of my credits to date at 122. I needed 130. I was really proud of myself. I mailed certified copies of all my exams and began studying the last and most difficult subject: math. I couldn’t concentrate on the algebra textbooks. I missed my husband, I wanted a new life already. I just couldn’t keep a connected train of thoughts. I was in so much pain; I was ostracized and gossiped about and looked at wherever I went in the community. I was lonely. I was scared. When I sat down late at night to study, all I saw were black numbers jumping before me. I decided to get some children’s algebra books from the library instead. Now I saw numbers and ridiculous cartoon mice and baby shapes jumping before me. “Hello, is this Frieda?” A woman with a deep voice called one day. “I’m your advisor at Charter Oak State College. I’ve reviewed everything and there seems to be a problem.” A problem? “Yeah, your GPA may end up below 2.0. We can’t graduate you unless it is above 2.0.”
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