Has it come to this? — A Brief Introduction
“Some men rise, some men fall, I hear your call, stand tall now” — Mike Skinner
Ever since I was a child, my family have always emphasised the importance of following the traditional “working-class” route into employment. Get through school, learn a trade, serve an apprenticeship, find a wife on the way, and live happily ever after…
When I announced to my family that I had been accepted into university, it was met with praise, but a lot of scepticism. Being the first person from my family to attend university, it was naturally questioned to why I have decided to stray from the path. My Grandmother asked “Why cant you just serve an apprenticeship and work at the airport — like your grandfather?”. At the time, I didn’t have a response to why I was persuing this path, and she knew I didn’t. However, what I knew, is what I wanted to do, and I wanted to go to university. In my grandparents eyes the path I had chosen was too risky. There was no guarantee of a job at the end, and most of all, a considerable amount of money involved. Both of these risks were extremely large to a family struggling to make ends meet.
However, the opportunity to become the first member of my family to attend university was too great to pass on. Two months later, I left for univeristy, forging my own path.
Fast-forwarding roughly three years to present day, I find myself extremely unemployed. The scepticism that my grandparents had are becoming reality. My own path sligthly distorted. After a couple of job rejections, the post-graduation optimism has worn off, and the grim reality of the working world is now staring me directly in the face. I find myself frequently questioning my own decision to stray off the beaten path. Why turn my back on a path which has provided my family with everything it has?
After the countless hours trawling though job websites and re-working my CV, I am no closer to finding the answer. I’m not sure I will be for a couple of years, but I’m sure the answer will come eventually.
The experience of job hunting has taught me a lot. It has mainly taught me to believe in my decisions and to stand tall. Doubting yourself will only restrict your ambitions and growth. Be confident. Be positive. It’s not how you fall but how you pick yourself up (I’ve heard this countless times but it has value to it).
I’ve also immersed myself in my origins and learnt to appreciate where I come from. It’s easy to become lost seeking a better life for yourself. I’ve realised that it’s important to stay true to where you come from. Use it to push yourself and not see it as a restriction. I was raised on a council estate in a sub-urban London town and this experience has given me the foundations to build myself.
I asked myself — has really come to this? Setting up a blog to express my opinion. I realise that I’m never going to speak for a generation but it’s important to have a voice. I’ve decided to take up writing a blog to document my journey. All the ups and downs, and the stuff that happens in-between. I’ve also decided to take it up as an attempt to fill some of the time I have due to unemployment. Create something productive and positive. I will also use it as a platform to talk things I’m passionate about (mainly Rugby and Politics).