Rusty prose
Forgive it, I shall improve.
Duffy's recent post and my own wangling to switch my degree to involve Classics have got me wondering what University is actually for. It's more than a little depressing that having a passion for your subject is a rarity, when I've long considered it essential. Perhaps I'm just spoilt.
But then, I know there's no money in academia, but scrabbling around dusty libraries for a pittance is much more appealing than something in a boardroom, for instance. This is easy for me to say, when my parents pay my rent and the Scottish Executive pay my fees, but is it selfish? And if it is, is that inherantly a bad thing? Myself, my father and my Stoic principals have been having a barney about this recently, and I suppose time will tell, after all, it usually does. My desire to do classics has also meant that I have to spend a lot of time in Germany learning Latin. In German. Most of the time I'm confident, and it should work out fine.
QED
Duffy's recent post and my own wangling to switch my degree to involve Classics have got me wondering what University is actually for. It's more than a little depressing that having a passion for your subject is a rarity, when I've long considered it essential. Perhaps I'm just spoilt.
But then, I know there's no money in academia, but scrabbling around dusty libraries for a pittance is much more appealing than something in a boardroom, for instance. This is easy for me to say, when my parents pay my rent and the Scottish Executive pay my fees, but is it selfish? And if it is, is that inherantly a bad thing? Myself, my father and my Stoic principals have been having a barney about this recently, and I suppose time will tell, after all, it usually does. My desire to do classics has also meant that I have to spend a lot of time in Germany learning Latin. In German. Most of the time I'm confident, and it should work out fine.
QED
posted by Sagremor the Foolish at 7:48 AM
3 Comments:
Uni is a place of wonder in itself. Wouldn't you agree?
I didn't really appreciate Uni. I missed school (sad, eh? it was just along the road ... still is!) A passion for my subject was only developed in the past 15 years. So you're fortunate. Do what you want to. You'll only regret it later if you don't. Pragmatism be damned.
But then - I'm not funding you!
I did enjoy Uni. but never really put in the effort I should have! I enjoyed new company and new friends, found countless ways of avoiding working in the Library or Reading Room, ended up in 'remedial' Latin and became very familiar with both Union buildings.
Ah .... those wonderful days.
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