Holiday Music and Thoughts about School

Winter break-away from school:  for me this means going back to a 40+ hour work week and bending time to get all of my responsibilities done; with my sanity intact of course.  With the impending holidays comes overtime at the warehouse and hopefully, maybe, a chance to read a book of my own choosing.  Now, like most in the modern day and age I enjoy the opportunity to vent (though it’s honestly more like whining) on the digital page, but I also realize that there is a lot to be thankful for, especially regarding my education.

As I said, I’m looking forward to reading a book of my choice.  It will most likely be something short and simple; maybe I’ll read through The Great Gatsby yet again, the possibilities are nearly boundless.  However, as much as I like the books I choose to read, there is a certain homogeneous character to the contents of my bookshelf.  If it was not for my school teachers and college professors continuously stretching my mind across the four literary corners, it is doubtful that I would have any knowledge of a single writer outside of the 20th century.

After reading the assigned articles for my Rhetoric class and watching the videos by Michael Wesch, I decided to take a look at where I had staked my educational claim.  What did I come to school to find? And perhaps more importantly, what did I find instead?

In answer to the first question, I came to Bloomsburg University to learn how to write the sort of things people read on rainy days.  There was really no other motives for me to go back to school, as I promised myself long ago that any earned degree would not and could not become a one-way ticket to a desk job.  But time has a way of changing hearts and minds.  Now, more than 5 years after I first enrolled at BU; I find myself moving further away from the English courses and instead, seeking out the next mind-blowing philosophy seminar or enlightening anthropology course.  My claim at first was substantially small, earning a bachelor’s degree seemed like a monumental undertaking.  Now I find myself hoarding cash and searching for the most ideal conditions to leap into graduate school.

Basically, what I found during my time at college was an end, not a means to an end.  I discovered that I enjoy learning and broadening my horizons, and I have found that I want to claim all of the opportunities that are available to me.  Since I have returned to the university, I have yet to take a break from class sessions.  Here’s to hoping I can keep up the same pace until I graduate and move one rung higher up the educational ladder.

On an altogether different but not unrelated note, the video link at the end of this blog serves 2 purposes.  First, it provides a preview of my subject for the first major Rhetoric Class writing assignment.  Secondly, I think it illustrates one of the points I was getting at with this particular blog.  Fair warning!  It is admittedly very dark, black humor, but if you enjoy that sort of thing it is quite a unique way to illustrate a can-do attitude and a willingness for thorough success in all undertakings.


One thought on “Holiday Music and Thoughts about School

  1. Josh,

    Indeed, it is a dark video. I would be interested in what you think the rhetorical strategy of the video and its creation hoped to accomplish. I think your sort of meandering process of working toward a bachelor’s degree is not necessarily a bad thing. Coming to the university is about much more than successfully navigating a bunch of courses to get a piece of paper. If it is only about a degree, there is no reason to do more than accumulate some skills. I would argue that such an approach does not really educate a person.

    Why come to the university, an institution of high learning? What is the metaphor at work in that phrase? What is the purpose of being educated? How does it differ from being skilled? What might it mean that you have become a professional in your given field? What are the hopes of becoming educated? If it is merely about how much one makes in their life, it seems we are all here for the wrong reasons.

    Just some of my thoughts.

    Dr. Martin

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