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As the school semester nestles itself into its fourth week, much of the charm that college seemed to shine with during that long block of empty space called summer vacation seems to have dissipated.
For some students, even the question, Why are we here? becomes hard to truly answer on whim as the routine of day-in day-out college takes it toll.
Sifting through various scholarship applications on a recent September night, I saw the tried and true prompt I’ve always tried to avoid. It asked me to describe my reasons for attending college. Fingers poised at the keyboard, I instinctively prepared to type up a few innocent, white lies. But an interesting thing happened as my fingers began to formulate my response. It all rang true to me.
I thought back on 2004, a harsh year spent mostly toiling among ditches and rebar-filled trenches for a tilt-up construction company specializing in commercial buildings. In a nutshell, we built huge blocky looking buildings on the ground and raised them via crane, tilting the walls until they were in exact position. It paid well, but the work was hard and potentially dangerous—the price of dropping out of high school with no interest in college.
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Though I had appreciation for earning an honest buck, I had no appreciation for long sun-baked hours, or 8 p.m. bedtimes to accommodate 4 a.m. wakeups.I’ve always respected hard work, but as the months rolled along, I began to feel sorry for my coworkers who had no other option but to work construction for the rest of their lives.
It was in that fall when I decided it was time to go back to school. I remember how I thought of college then, not as I do now, a series of changing schedules, courses, due dates, assignments and tests. In 2004, it was an open door of opportunity, a really magical and transformational place.
What had changed for me? I wondered.
The answer to that question became apparent a few seconds later: time. Just as some people become indifferent to the stars or clouds, having watched them for a lifetime, I too had become indifferent. I had forgotten about what attracted me to the college world in the first place and I had forgotten my life without it.
It’s important to step back in time when you feel you’re losing appreciation for something, and remember it as you did when it was new. Routine has a tendency to distort motive and importance, as I have learned.
