In December 1977, I became a college dropout. I had to withdraw from Cornell University because I couldn’t keep up. I knew something was wrong, but not what it was. Over the years I avoided going back to college because the thought of it all terrified me. I had no idea what to study, only what not to study.
In July 2010, I became a transfer student at Northampton Community College. I have always been good with numbers and had decided that I should major in Accounting. I’ve been back at college since 23 August and I am loving it. The classes are smaller here and I am not lost in a large lecture hall.
It was a bit of an adjustment. I hadn’t touched a textbook in nearly thirty years and my first few attempts at reading the chapters assigned were painful (literally, I got a headache from reading). I forgot to take my first homework assignment to class and ended up doing a ‘quick and dirty’ redo (only to find out that I could have brought it in during the next class).
I’ve managed not to fall behind and I am participating as much as possible in class. This is a trend that I hope will continue throughout the semester.