We are discussing college options for next year with The Cat Who Walks Alone. The Better Half’s pick for the obvious choice is “engineering at the U of I”, but he doesn’t want to ram this down her throat, so he’s asked her to submit a list of 6 college choices, so she doesn’t end up staying home next fall just because she didn’t get around to picking a college.
I, on the other hand, feel that she shouldn’t feel pressured into selecting a college “just because” that’s what you do when you graduate from high school. I told him, “There’s no law that says a year from now she must matriculate at a college somewhere. It would be okay with me if she wanted to take a year off, or even just a semester off, work, save money, think about what she wants to do with her life, grow up a little.”
I did my college at a very small Baptist liberal arts college, and in retrospect I did a poor job of picking a college. I went there basically because the campus was very pretty–red brick buildings, white shutters, green lawns, etc. My parents were careful to give me no input at all (they were being tactful), and they were pleased that at least I’d be “safe” in the girls’ dorm.
However, when I got there, I discovered the curriculum had nothing I wanted to study, as it was set up not for women’s careers, but for getting your Ph.T., your “Putting Hubby Through”. In other words, they were training pastors and pastors’ wives.
To my parents’ generation, college was just another stage of growing up, four years of trying different things, basically puttering around to get a liberal arts degree of some kind, and then, with your post-graduate work, was when you decided what you wanted to do. Things were much cheaper then–my semester’s tuition and fees were some incredibly low price, like $900.
Nowadays, kids can’t afford to spend four years futzing around, changing your major five or six times. You pretty much need to know, going in, what you’re aiming for. So I don’t want The Cat to get railroaded into picking a college “just because” and then discover in 2 or 3 years that that wasn’t what she wanted at all. She has a cousin, our niece, who is in precisely this position. She’s a junior at a Lutheran college in Ohio, has been in Christian Ed, but now wants to go into “teaching” teaching, and her advisor just told her bluntly, “You’re not mature enough to change your major late like this, and to something like ‘real’ teaching.” He told her that before he would consider allowing her to switch, she would have to bring him letters of recommendation from, I dunno, a bunch of solid citizens, saying that basically she was SO mature enough to be a teacher. And he gave her 48 hours in which to do this, which of course was impossible, so she’s stuck doing another year of college that won’t be relevant to what she’s discovered she really wants to do with her life.
So I don’t mind if The Cat wants to take a year off. The Better Half, however, is mainly worried that she’ll spend all her time hanging out with the BF, get pregnant, get married, and never get back to “college” at all.
So, does anybody have any input on what it’s like, taking a year off in between high school and college? Is it a “given” that you lose your momentum and never do get around to going to college?