Since I’m finally preparing to complete my undergraduate degree in May, I have been thinking a lot about how I got to this point. Like many people, college after high school wasn’t in my plans. I got married, had kids, jobs, etc. It wasn’t until my mid-30’s that I decided to start back and earn my degree.
The very first class I took was on a college campus in Maine. It was Freshman Seminar, and I remember feeling incredibly fearful before my first class! With three young children at home and a husband who traveled much of the time – what on earth did I think I was doing? Would I have anything in common with these young people? I hadn’t been in a classroom in forever, and had no idea what to expect. I went fully prepared to feel like a fish out of water.
Sitting in my first class, it was with great relief that I noted that I was definitely not the youngest or the oldest starting out. There were kids right out of high school, a couple of 20-somethings, one or two around my age, and two much older. It became apparent as we began to share a bit about ourselves that all of us had been pensive about coming. As that class period wore on, and each one after that, a bond began to grow in the classroom. We found that the young people had much to offer the older ones, but the adults were able to provide a breadth of knowledge and balance to the class that made it a wonderful experience.
There were many more successful classrooms after that. Even as an Honors English student in a small-group setting, I never felt out of place or awkward. I quickly came to realize that education is something that requires dimension and shared experience to be rewarding. If you're feeling strange about starting out, read my article Am I Too Old for College?
So…if you’re just starting to think about beginning college, enrichment courses, or any type of professional development as an adult, take heart! It’s a wonderfully rich and rewarding journey.