I wanted to be a doctor.
Briefly…
In junior high school, my peers started talking about what they wanted to do with their lives. I had no clue. Zero. Zip. Nada.*
But, for a couple years, I considered medicine. I wanted to help. So, I focused on sciences and math…and found I liked them. And was even marginally good at them.
Then I quickly realized I didn’t have the stick-to-it-iveness… the diligence… to be a doctor. I just didn’t want to put in the work required. Still, I hung in with taking advanced math and sciences through high school.
Going in to university, yet still unsure what to do with my life, I declared biology as my major… still clinging to those medical aspirations, perhaps?
Despite getting an “A” in my first lab and a high “B” for the course, I quickly realized that biology was not for me. It was just too boring.
Second semester, I was undeclared for a major, but still took a heavy math and science course load.
Sophomore year, I decided to try chemistry, based mostly on having had advanced chem in high school which let me get an “A” in the basic college chem course — a matter of rote repetition?
Things started out well that sophomore year. But, soon, the demon named “Organic Chemistry”** quickly tempered that fast start. I just couldn’t grasp the core concepts. I could memorize okay, but without the basic understanding, couldn’t do the necessary extrapolations of free thinking solutions. I ended up with a painful “C” in that course the first semester.
With a promise to myself to do better, I dug in to studying the second semester — I read. I re-read. I took copious notes. I studied.
– – and was rewarded well for my efforts!!
…with a 32% on the first test…
Ahhhh!!! I was devastated. I had no more to give, yet had failed miserably.
I went to the professor for the course who gently suggested that chemistry may not be a proper career choice for me. I balked…not because I didn’t know in my heart that he was right. Rather, I said, “But, with a 32%, if I quit now I’ll get a ‘Withdraw Failing’ which will blast my GPA to hell.”
The professor offered, “I’ll make you a deal***. If you promised to never set foot in the science building again, I’ll give you a ‘Withdraw Passing’.”
Sold!
Not wanting to spend any more time than necessary at university, I looked around…what major could I finish in two years?
…and, thus, I graduated with a degree in business management, which has led me down my life’s path (so far).
But, in my heart still lurks the geek, yearning to experiment.
Oh, and I did sneak into the science building my senior year, taking an ‘easy’ astronomy course.
…hmmm…maybe I should have tried to be a physics major!
Still the geek
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*And, in actuality? Still don’t know…
**I’m sure any of you who took that course are, even now, cringing a bit at your experience with Organic.
***I got the feeling that he had made just such ‘a deal’ many times before over the years with students in similar circumstances as my own.