From an English Major, With Love

It’s homecoming week here in Mo-Town, so a lot of alumni are back on campus. Today they had an alumni networking event and a panel composed of alumni who graduated with English degrees was put together by the English department for current English students.

Now, I have a double major in history and English, and although I love my English major, I tend to flaunt my history major more. History is my main passion, so much so that recently I’ve been considering getting an advanced degree in history with the goal of becoming a history professor. I view English as my “fun” major because the only reason I majored in it was because of my love of reading and writing. I see no future career in anything directly related to my English major.

The dog: “YO, STOP JUDGING ME FOR MY LIFE CHOICES!”

As a history and English major, you might imagine the amount of flack I get for my educational decisions. I cannot tell you the amount of times I’ve been asked, “So, what are you going to do with those majors…teach?” and I just want to scream in return, “WHY SHOULD IT MATTER WHAT I DO WITH THEM WHEN I’M STUDYING TWO SUBJECTS THAT I LOVE?” Until recently, I’ve swallowed my pride and simply told people that I plan on working in museums. However, lately I’ve begun to question if truly want to make a career out of museum work. I loved my internship at the Postal Museum, but there was just Continue reading “From an English Major, With Love”

But Really, What DO I Want to Be When I Grow Up?

Do you remember when you were little and what you wanted to be when you grew up changed from day to day? Maybe one day you saw a really neat TV show about space and your young self decided in that moment that you were going to be an astronaut, there was no question about it…until the next day, when you realized just how much you loved to dance, and settled on a career as a ballerina. That is, until the next day when you discovered something equally as exciting that you wanted to be when you grew up. When I was growing up, I recall that for a while I wanted to be a third grade teacher (really only because that was the grade we learned cursive in at my elementary school, and I loved cursive), but I also dreamed of being a movie star, a singer, a famous author, and a full-time mom. It was a continuous and awesome cycle of new discoveries, without any immediate fear of having to make a decision, since those decisions were so far off!

Since coming back from the Postal Museum, I can safely say that this pattern of going back and forth between possible future professions has been my life (or close to it). I feel like I’m five years old again and I’m dreaming of all the possible career options I could have, except it’s becoming more and more terrifying and real because I’m graduating from college in May. I now know that I don’t want to be a curator; when I left the Postal Museum, I was convinced that Museum Education was the way to go. Now I’m not so sure. What about a career Continue reading “But Really, What DO I Want to Be When I Grow Up?”

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