I really wish I had been more aware of the impending student loan crisis. I have been so busy preparing to be a teacher that I failed to see this coming, the teacher associations I follow for my education news only reminded me a few times. I didn’t see it as a crisis. In a moment of my life when I look down the road to the final two years of full time school ahead of me I have been wondering of I can make it, if I can get through. Is this day-to-day grind of papers and lectures and hours of reading worth it?
This rate hike feels as if there is a sudden detour imposed on my path that takes me up a precarious cliff instead of the steady path I had planned. Simply because two sets of selfish politicians couldn’t come to an agreement.
You senators and congressmen already have houses with central cooling, I WANT to Keep the Dream of my OWN air conditioned house alive. I want to move my kids out of student housing and into a neighborhood where the houses have air conditioning that actually cools the house. Is that too much to ask as I bust my ass off to dream this dream?
What makes it worse is knowing that I am paying more for my public education now than any senator in office. This is not what congressmen are paid to do. You are paid to protect the people, to come to timely agreements that are in the best interest of the people who are working to keep you housed in your plush gated communities.
Today I contemplate the point of this struggle to get an education. Today in understand how low paying dead-end jobs have their appeal. I could easily, mindlessly, toil away the hours, take advantage of government handouts, stay on Medicare, keep my food stamp card. Today, I see the appeal of just giving up.