Thrown In The Air
I throw the hat up and as I watch this object swirl in the air, the tassle separating and flying in the breeze I realize it’s the end of the things I have always known. The things I was always taught.
I’ve been taught how to take a test. I’ve been taught how to study, how to regurgitate the same information back to others, verbatim. I’ve been taught how to give the right answers when speaking to certain people. I’ve been taught what to say and what to do at all times, but what happens when I’m not in the setting to be taught?
I graduated from college 7 months ago this month and while it hasn’t been a year from the moment I graduated I feel as though it has been longer by the amount I haven’t done. I feel as though it has been longer by the amount of work experience I need to obtain just to get halfway to the point of where I want to be.
Not trying to sound bitter at the thought of the years of work and the amount of debt I accrued while staying up late, eating pizza has now become painstakingly impossible. It’s hard for me not to feel as though I was not taught what I should have been for the amount of times I went to the financial aid office begging for more help.
The question arises from many of well you got a degree so you were taught the necessary skills like how to write a paper. Why yes I was taught how to write a paper in every class so I may please and suit every professor I had for that semester. But what I was not taught was how to utilize the very writing I was doing on a daily basis in a real life situation. I was not taught how to utilize the very degree I was working towards in the field I am pursuing.
As I think back to my hat flying in the air, the tassle separating and flying in the breeze I can’t help but think of myself as the hat simply tossing and turning being thrown in the air.