To College or Not to College...

e... that IS the question.

It's kind of a controversial issue, so I've discovered.

I graduated from high school 8 years ago. I didn't go to college. Not necessarily because I thought it was bad to go to college. Because I thought I didn't have any reason to go to college.

But, I've been thinking lately about college. I'm not considering going to college. I'm just considering taking some classes. Maybe online, maybe clepping... something.

And I have to say the thought of studying to learn something new, and the idea of taking a class and working hard for a passing grade, and eventually (maybe) earning a degree... is rather exhilerating!

I was talking with a friend of my mom's the other day. She's a "career-woman" in the sense that she went to college, has a degree, works almost full-time. She's great at what she does. She's married now and has a little girl, and I think that she would love to be at home with her daughter all of the time. And some day, I'm sure she will. But, at one point in her life she was not married, supporting herself, and being a wonderful example in the community, a blessing and a help to a lot of people. Because of the college degree that she acquired.

She told me: "College isn't for everyone. But, I'm always in favor of education." That brought a whole new perspective for me.

Why should we ever stop learning? I'm not saying everyone should take a college course. I'm saying, let's not let graduating from high school stop us from learning.

As long as it is in my power to do so... I want to keep learning. Even if all I do is read something in the encyclopedia every week. Get interested in a subject. Check out some books at the library. Learn something.

The REAL question should be: "what should I learn first?"

Wonderings

Yeah, sometimes I wonder what the point is to my life. Why do I live the way I live? Who am I touching? Did I miss something?

I'm getting older by the minute. Life is flying by. I wonder sometimes if it's too late to jump on the train. It's already going too fast and now I will forever be destined to follow the tracks, only ever seeing where everyone else has already been.

Maybe there is a special train that will come. Maybe it's just for me. I can board it and be off to new places. Places I'm supposed to go. Places I need to go. Maybe I'll get to those places at just the right time, arrive at the perfect moment. Everything will be clear, crystal clear. I'll wonder why I ever doubted.

But, maybe there is a special train for me... and it already left....

Stormy Weather...

I spent an hour on Saturday night in a storm shelter with 400 other people. I went to see Fiddler on the Roof with some of my sibs, but before the show a tornado touched down in a town north of us, so we were all herded into the basement of the theatre.

I had a lesson in human nature...

• Some people didn't even want to enter the basement. Instead they stood on the steps.
• Some were nervous, excitable.
• Some were calm, cool.
• Some got slap-happy.
• Some were quiet.
• Some started a rousing rendition of "The Chicken Dance."
• Some made a thousand calls to the weather station.
• My sister pulled out a book and started reading.
• Another sister started a conversation with a lady next to her.
• My brother invented possible escape routes for every room in the basement. (In case we got stuck down there :-)

That was all while we were in the shelter. All in all everyone was in general good humor. No rioting. Until we were allowed to go back upstairs and into the theatre. THEN, I got stepped on, pushed aside, seperated from my group... I guess the "good humor" ran out...

Anyway, it was a good show!!!!!!

hmmm....

Today, while I was at work a man from the local newspaper came into the the shop. While he was there he interviewed a lady that I work with. I stood by listening while he interviewed to provide "smile-support." :-)

One of the question he asked was: "If you could meet any person, living or dead and ask them a question who would it be? and what would be the question? That got me thinking....

I think I'd want to meet Helen Keller. I'd ask her what important things about life and God we (seeing people) are missing out on, because we are "blinded" by our vision.

Or maybe I'd want to meet Anne Sullivan. Or Teddy Roosevelt. Or Abraham Lincoln.....

Who would you want to meet?

What question would you ask?