University Open House #2 -- thanks to laverite, Palimpsest, shamus100, etc.

by Billy the Ex-Bethelite 26 Replies latest members private

  • Billy the Ex-Bethelite
    Billy the Ex-Bethelite

    And thanks always for the encouragement. This has been a tough week of classes, and I know that I will have a lot of tough weeks of classes ahead. To speak philosophically, school is "hard", but it is "purposeful". After all the hard, discouraging years I had as a JW believer, I wasn't really going anywhere. I was just like a hamster running in a wheel, trying to always go faster, but never getting anywhere. Now the effort I expend actually has results. And if, God forbid, I should actually get a B in physics or ethics or something, I'm not going to beat myself up. I forgive myself for not being perfect. I forgive myself for having been deceived by Watchtower. But I will learn from my mistakes and intend to make the best of my situation.

    Aude: "Probably even beat out the *best* day in field service. No?"

    Beats f/s by a loooong shot!

    shamus: "...you will have no problem getting a meaningful job wearing a lab coat, geeky glasses, and..."

    I'm hoping that as a Chem E, the sexy bulge in my pants* will still be visible while wearing a lab coat.

    cantleave: "Although the job is just plumbing for chemical plants!"

    Perhaps my best qualification would be my awesome "plumbers crack".

    *and by "sexy bulge in my pants", I mean the bulge from my money-filled wallet.

  • Band on the Run
    Band on the Run

    What type of job do you envision? Your share shows why older adults do well in college, despite the distraction of daily life. I'm studying Office with kids decades younger than myself. Education rocks! It isn't just practical information such as you use in a job. It is a culture and life style choice. I don't need Voltaire or Waiting for Godot by Beckett in my daily life but the experience of them and learning to think carefully and critically has lasted me a lifetime. It certainly helped my self-esteem. Perfection wasn't good enough for the Witnesses. They would find fault with Jesus.

    Did you ever imagine at Bethel that you would be in class right now?

    My Witness background helped me in that I had somewhat cynical take on things. Once burned is the Witnesses' fault. Twice burned is my fault. When I started school, doctors dissuaded me b/c of the stress and medical conditions. Some medical conditions weren't going to stop me. The positive stress of school actually improved my health. Stuff went into remission. As you said purposeful stress is good. I remain bitter at how I was trained to people please and that love was contingent on being a good JW. When push came to shove, my relatives averted their gaze. I expected and planned for total condemnation.

  • wasblind
    wasblind

    Billy,

    I'm so proud of you, here's a and a

    you keep pressin' on

  • Sonny Crockett
    Sonny Crockett

    Band on the Run, you went to law school? Would love ot hear more about that. What do you mean by 'cultural reasons' referring to the apologetic girl?

    Billy, congrats! As everyone else said ad nauseum, unless you can't hear enough!

    Reading through the comments on this and your root thread really was amazing and brought back a lot of memories. I feel a bit ashamed I'm not in school now!

    Couple of memories for me that I hope can help others here thinking about uni, etc.

    My family were devout Witnesses and at least while I was growing up very poor and started moving around alot when I hit 13. I found having to re-initialize the militant JW stance everytime I changed schools and areas tortuous, and the stress was unreal. The irony is that everywhere we moved, the school officials and classmates were very welcoming, but I had to keep them at arms length as a devout JW, so it was then that the problems started. I started getting ulcers at 14, and on the 5th school change that year, I just refused to go. There was a kerfuffle, and my parents got "correspondence" for me, basically unassisted homeschooling. I gave High school a shot the next year, and basically had a total breakdown.

    After I left the WTS at 21, I was a real mess in many ways. Grade 9 education being the least of them. I worked construction and used to drive to the college library in the next city just to read interesting books on psychology and coaching and absorb the youth atmosphere.

    I got laid off my dead end job, and looked at the ABE (Adult Basic Education) satellite of the city college. I was able to go for a few months while I collected Unemployment Insurance, and that really hooked me. It was really rough to start, but I met a few friends along the way.

    Billy, your story really reminded me of a few things, the roadblocks along the way to get around. For example, the first ABE campus I went to, the majority of people were welfare bums just looking for a way to keep the handouts going. I was on UI, but most were on welfare and had nothing other than instrumental reasons to be there. That kind of attitude and lifestyle can wear off on you if you're not careful. Second, I didn't fit into any category, so risked falling off the screen. What I mean is that I needed to upgrade my highschool education, but either had to pay huge fees privately, and I was living hand-to-mouth and simply couldn't afford it, or enter the welfare system. The problem with the welfare system is that they would only fund my education if I was "unemployable", and remained so for 6 months or something, as in a single mom or crazy or something. If I was "able bodied", they would get me a dead end job and be done with it.

    I put in a LOT of leg work and charisma and taxed my friends. I remember call after call, riding the bus, and literally budgeting my coins and getting turned down again and again and again. I moved to the city and eventually an official at a college went out on a limb for me. She saw what was going on made an exception in my case to write a letter for me which allowed me to apply for funding (which I got), possibly risking her own job. After getting high school, I was able to fit into the normal student loan program and whatnot. I am still very appreciative of it all.

    Funny thing, I remember being overwhelmed by the atmosphere of the classroom. Lots of bad memories. Almost gave up on education initially. And the many aspects of garbage from being a JW. The comments made earlier about education being mocked. Lots more. Too much to articulate perhaps. The last time I had any contact with my brother a couple of years ago, probably for the rest of our lives, he made a sneer about me having an education.

    More related to your post, I've found different universities will have different atmospheres. And different departments and programs also. For example, my university had tons of "mature students", and it was very comfortable for such. I remember at my grad ceremony one guy got up who was in his late 60s, and you should have heard the roar of support from his classmates. My department (Applied Linguistics) tended to have a lot of older students and women, as well as international students. I know some classes I saw, such as 1st year Psychology and such were almost all 18 year old newbies. Grad studies (Masters, PhD degrees) were a different, much more mature beast, entirely. I was always envious of their shorter, more politely staffed lines at registration, loans, and whatnot!

  • Band on the Run
    Band on the Run

    The apologetic woman was Latino. Unknown to her, as long as she was alive, she was accepted with special help catching up. I chatted with the other particpants, an alumni, a journalist, a federal Courts of Appeals judge. A friend and I agreed the only fair way to do it was to ask everyone the same questions so my interviews had more structure. Her family thought she should marry young and have babies. Latinos don't become lawyers. WASPS become lawyers. Her candor helped her case. Everyone else interviewing had remarkable advantages. She travelled much further.

    Most of the scholars my year were from upper middle class homes. They had a record of public service that looked fantastic on paper b/c their parents purchased it. I was only able to compete b/c my family was so poor I qualified for work study funding. The counselor said I should go to law school. Something I thought ridiculous b/c I had not assimiliated yet. She placed me in public interest settings. It was very impressive. One other student had a similar background. He only was able to do public service b/c he was a vet. Most of his work was through the black church.

    The scholarship was all tuition. NYU Law gave me a bundle of money for housing and costs. My payments were minimal.

    Reading your post brought tears to my eyes. I was a tumbleweed. My mother supported me whenever I made up mind that I wanted something but it is hard to conceive of what you want when you have no exposure. I graduated Columbia. Frankly, I needed to stay in the NY area b/c I needed mothering I did not receive thanks to my Witness father. And I got it. What is sad is my nephew is majoring in poli sci and plans to attend law school. Frankly, I don't know if he has the brights or balls. He is conservative, more than conservative. It is sad that he has cast me as an enemy who knows nothing. I learned so much by accident. I have plenty of hard earned lessons. There are so many ways I could help him. I do wish him the best. This a classical problem. What one generation achieves through struggle, the next generation rejects.

    Education has a poignancy for JWs. When my classmates were encouraged to be doctors, engineers, lawyers, astronauts, fashion designers, I was told my world was very limited. I longed to go to secretarial school. Rather than being a lawwyer, my ambition was to be a great secretary so I could meet professional men. I wondered why their wives and girflfriends were not secretaries. I was perplexed. My goal was to be hired as a secretary for Apple in London, the Beatles company.

    This was ambitious for someone who had trouble crossing the Hudson and being independent. My mom was expelled from high school b/c of the flag salute. She would have gladly salute but my gm would have killed her. The Court only held it unconst'l when parents were punished. My vow was to drop everything and contribute all my funds to any Witness kid wanting to graduate high school.

  • GLTirebiter
    GLTirebiter

    Way to go, Billy! Keep up the good work.

  • wobble
    wobble

    Well done Billy !

    I am looking forward to you changing your screen name to Professor Billy, of the educated class.

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