From Teacher To Student

Studying…
I kept my promise: I wanted some changes in my life and I have slowly been working on that.
I had decided to attend university again. I already have a 3 years degree from the Institut des Langues et Civilisations Orientales (my former university in Paris), plus some post-grad credits, plus some French teaching certificate. But I was interested in taking additional classes in Canada, hoping to eventually complete a degree here. What can I say, I like studying.
It wasn’t an easy process, though. I chose to study at Ottawa University, hoping that as a bilingual university, they would know how to deal with my French degrees. Oh boy, I was wrong…
Within a few months, I discovered that:
- I was considered a “mature student” (I’m 26, people!)
- My French degrees didn’t worth more than 50% of a Canadian Baccalaureate
- Being French and having studied in French wasn’t a proof that I could speak French (?!)
- My English TOEFL test was lost, found, lost, found…
- .…and so was my Chinese language placement test (which is really lost, I think)
Never mind. I finally got in, somehow. I’m studying part-time, taking only a class or two per session. I’m paying for it myself and working full-time, I can’t study more.
So, this summer, I completed the macroeconomics course and I’m currently taking political science. And I’m also taking… suspense… French as a second language!
Are you done laughing yet?
Yes, the university registered me as an English student. According to their logic, because I can provide the proof that I speak English (I passed the TOEFL) but no the fact that I can speak French (being French isn’t enough), then I must attend classes in English. And since my degree requires learning a second and a third language, well, my second language is French.
Now, it gets weirder. The University of Ottawa is bilingual, so I can hand my papers in either French or English, and many French-speakers teach classes in English and vice-versa (and not all professors are fluent in either language, trust me…). Canada does have some language-related issues.
Unlike in Europe, to study in a Canadian university, you have to be admitted. The process was very new to me: in France, all I had to do was basically to register at any university I wanted and then it was up to me to succeed academically. But in Canada, I had to first submit an application through a general provincial website: OUAC. I could make three choices: three programs, three universities. And of course, I had to pay: $120 for the base application fee, plus $50 for the document evaluation fee. I then brought all my French degrees and transcripts to the University of Ottawa for evaluation, plus a resume and a cover letter. I felt like I was applying for a job there!
The process wasn’t smooth at all.First, there was the English TOEFL story. Then for some reason, I wasn’t admitted at all: according to the website, “After reviewing your application, we regret to announce you that we do not accept your application for the program YYY for the following reasons:” (followed by a big blank). I showed up at the admission office and no one was able to tell me why my application was rejected. Eventually, about a week later, they changed their mind and I was accepted.
Meanwhile, I finally met two really helpful employees at the University who helped me through the last steps. Indeed, by the time I got the formal offer, it was already mid-August (and I had applied in April!) and most classes were full. On top of that, the university still hadn’t evaluate my French degrees, so I didn’t how which class I was exempted from taking… therefor, I couldn’t choose my classes.
But eventually, I made it. I picked two classes and was set to go. Sure, my Chinese placement test is still lost somewhere, I don’t know for sure which kind of credit I’m getting for my French studies but here I am — a part-time student again.
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I’m glad that I’m done with University! I’ll actually know if I’ll graduate or not in the end of October. Best of luck to you in your new adventure.
I’ve wanted to get my masters degree for years but everytime I think about the bureaucracy of getting accepted and then going through the classes while I’m still working, I lose my motivation. Good luck!
.-= Angela May´s last blog ..Back from the Brink =-.
Such a maze of bureaucracy! I’m sorry to laugh, but it’s funny. You get A+ for persistence. Congratulations, you are a student again.
Congratulations for your achievements! What a success! Thanks for your great sharing. Quirky, funny and even beautiful in its way, your writing is always wonderful and makes me smile.
Cheers!
Who knew there was so much bureaucratic ineptitude in Canada, too? I never thought of how strange the application and payment process of trying to go to university in North America must seem to someone from France. Looking forward to more amusing stories about your take on our university system!