Even though I have not
actively worked in the field of recreational therapy in the last 12 years,
being a recreational therapist is a huge part of my life and my identity. I am extremely proud of my years working as a
recreational therapist as well as my years serving in leadership positions in
not only my state recreational therapy organization, but also in the American
Therapeutic Recreation Association as a member of the board of directions and
past president. Recreational therapy
provided me with professional skills that I still use today in my teaching
career. Despite the cost and effort
involved, I decided that I really wanted to do what it takes to maintain my
certification. I was so proud to receive
my CTRS all those many years ago, and I am still very proud to hold that
title.
I am extremely lucky to have
a supportive husband, so when I explained that I wanted to keep my
certification and I would need to take a test, and it would cost a few hundred
dollars, my hubby was completely supportive.
I do admit, I was
nervous. Although I had taken the test
twice before for recertification, I have not worked in the field for over 10 years and I am
getting older, so I wasn’t as confident in my abilities. I pulled out my old RT textbooks and began
studying. I completed several practice
exams, and identified the areas where I needed to focus my studying. I was amazed at the range of online resources
that are now available. I found quizlets
that others had made, I reviewed terminology, and I planned some specific study
time.
The day of the test arrived
and I will admit I was nervous. I have
always had confidence in my clinical skills as a recreational therapist, and I
worked in a wide variety of settings, but that was a long time ago. I was very
worried that my fifty-year-old memory and retention might be a struggle.
I pushed back my fear and
walked into the testing center. A
friendly but professional staff checked me in and showed me to my computer
terminal – This was it, time for all that studying to pay off. I began to review the questions, and while a
few challenged my memory, I read through each one and felt confident in my
responses, and yet……..when I realized I had come to the last question I felt
that lurch in my stomach as I hit the submit button. Those few seconds felt like an eternity until
the computer screen updated to proudly boast that I had passed!
I am officially a CTRS for 5
more years.
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