"So, what do you plan on doing with a history
degree?"
This is
the question that every history major has to answer at least forty-seven times
a week. It is usually asked with a condescending quality or bewilderment. I
know I've heard it, and having to justify a personal choice at every turn gets
tiring after four years. But I no longer find this question to be tedious because I could defend my degree until the day I die.
I could tell you more about the S. S. St. Louis, the Tango, or the Great
Leap Forward than you would probably care to know, but the skills that I've
learned as a history major extend beyond facts. I can digest and transmit
information well. I can gauge other subjects through a historical lens, from
medicine to film, and tell you what implications they convey. The skills I've
learned are applicable in many areas of study. Sometimes I get overwhelmed at
the prospect of the future but only because there are so many things I want to do.
With my degree in hand, I know I could achieve any of those things.
Everyone
has those anecdotes from their "college days." For my generation of
Bonnies, these undoubtedly include episodes of wild Fridays in Allegany, the
year the men's basketball team became A10 champions, Spring Weekend softball,
and the Great Dev Fire of 2012. Of course these are included in my personal
canon, but they live alongside Dr. Horowitz singing that Charlie Brown song
whenever someone walks into class late, and the time I learned about zombies
for three hours in my History of American Film class (and gained something from
it!).
I used to be someone who was shy in a
classroom setting, and now I can confidently participate in discussions. This
is due in part to casual conversation with my fellow history majors. It's not
entirely uncommon to witness a group of us congregated on the Plassmann steps
talking about the book we had to review for Dr. Horowitz, or that one obscure
historical figure who was kind of a jerk when he did that one thing. This
confidence is also greatly due to the fantastic history faculty who are truly
dedicated to educating with passion. Yes, they are our professors, but they are
also our mentors. Never once has a history professor told me that any goal I
strive for is one that I am incapable of reaching.
So,
what do I want to do with my history degree?
To
paraphrase a quote from Thoreau, I want to live the life I've imagined. I want
do a million different things. With this degree, I have knowledge that no one
can ever take from me and skills that give me an edge. I don't intend to waste
a single second worrying about what I'm going to be when I "grow up."
As far as I'm concerned, my choice in a history degree has been an adventurous step in my life. It
has proven to be one of the best choices I've ever made. If there is one thing
that being a history major at St. Bonaventure has taught me, it's that life is
a journey; not a destination.
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