It’s done! I graduated from Wheaton with a BA in English!
It’s a strange feeling, being done with my English major after so many years of looking forward to and working towards it. I’ve been incredibly lucky to have had this opportunity to dive into the study of literature, especially for an intensive year at the University of Oxford. I took classes in so many different kinds of literature. I wrote an Honors Thesis over the course of an academic year. I had the support of amazing professors who are as kind as they are brilliant. And I will miss every second of it.
But the great thing about being an English major is that you never really stop being one; in a way, I feel as though I’ll always be a student of literature. I think that’s part of the reason why I started this blog in the first place so many years ago, and why I aim on continuing to update it as I enter this new chapter (yes, pun definitely intended) of my life. Just because I’ve earned my degree doesn’t mean I’ll stop reading books, thinking critically about them, or staying in tune with new perspectives and ways of looking at them. And what’s a major without the other people involved? Whose to say that librarians, past professors, friends, family, and fellow bloggers can’t also be my “classmates” in this endeavor?
So this is to say that although I’m going to law school and although I’m technically done being an English major, I’m not leaving that part of me behind. Instead, it will just take a bit of a different form.
What sorts of feelings did you experience when you completed your English degree? How do you continue to keep bookishness in your life beyond the classroom? Let me know in the comments section below!