Becks regretted dropping out of school and feared a future of selling french-fries. Read about how she got back into education.
Swallowing my pride
Going back to school was a big step for me. It meant facing my fears and swallowing my pride, and neither of those things are easy.
I never really enjoyed school much, I'm the kind of person who learns by doing things not by copying off a chalkboard for hours on end. I always struggled with being measured as a person by what I achieved in an exam. Besides, my interests lay in the performing arts, not biology or economics. So I dropped out of school half way through a class.
Although being free from school seemed like a dream come true for the first few months, I quickly realised that it wasn't all fun outside of the school gates. I wanted to change the world with my music, but music jobs come sporadically and I still had to pay the rent while I wasn't working. With an out of school certificate I found it hard to get a job that didn't involve French-fries.
A change of plans
For someone who stepped out of the school with stars in her eyes, that was hard to chew. After a year, I realised that deep down I did want to achieve more than that and made inquiries about going back to school. After meeting with various people at the Board of Studies I was given a school certificate on compensation because of a car accident during Year 10 and because I had done 3 units of music in Year 9.
Once you set your mind to something, there are always ways to get that thing done.
Once you set your mind to something, there are always ways to get that thing done. I decided I wanted to finish school by the time I turned 18, and I wanted to do Drama as a subject. I wanted a school that was a bit flexible in my schooling hours, and one that could support me. So I looked at the various schools in my area, and found that there was not that many that could accommodate my needs. Then I stumbled upon a school that offered flexiday, and allowed me to do as few or as many subjects as I wanted. It took 85 mins each way to get to school, and I did 9 hours of school work a day, both in class and at home, plus homework and I managed to complete Year 11 and 12 in just over a year.
It wasn't easy, but I knew that I wanted to finish school to prove to myself that I could, and to give myself more options. I didn't have unrealistic expectations, I knew there was no way I'd get the marks to do Law or Medicine. So I told myself I'd be happy with what I got, so long as I finished my exams. And I did finish it, and now if I ever choose to leave the entertainment industry, I won't have to serve French-fries because I went back to school and gave myself that option.