Last weekend, university hopefuls in Turkey took the university entrance exam. As I’ve thought about the stress that this test puts on young people, and the desperate desire for a higher education, I’ve reflected on my academic life and career options over the last 12 years. I decided to journal it here.
When I was a boy, I always assumed I’d go to the university, or “college” as we call it in America. My ideas about a career changed regularly, and that was always ok with me and I was never pushed by my family to choose a course of life as a child or even as a teen. I was simply encouraged to go to college after High School, and to study hard. After I turned 14, I was encouraged to work summers at the local lumberyard and I chose to work nights and weekends at a burger joint during my last two years of high school.
Because most of my family and many people from my church had attended Bethel College, (a small but expensive Baptist university in Minnesota with about 2500 students,) I always pictured myself attending there after High School. My dream as a senior in high school was to own a small business in a small town, like a lumberyard or hardware store, so I planned to study business at Bethel in order to pursue this dream.
I attended Bethel with help from my family, the federal government and about $8000 in student loans. During my first year, I took general classes and a few classes in my major, business. I didn’t like the corporate focus that I saw in my business classes and the lack of focus on small business life, so I quit the university after my first year, and decided to take a year of practical training to see if I’d really like owning my own business. I asked to be the store manager of the sandwich shop where I’d been working part time during that first year at Bethel. My boss accepted and made me the manager for a year.
I ran that business for the next year and after observing the lives of my bosses and the stresses on them, I decided that I didn’t want to own a small business and bring my family into that kind of a life, so I started to contemplate other options. I decided that I wanted to work in the building industry, so I went to St Cloud Technical College to get a two-year degree that would help me get a job in the building industry.
During my time there, I got involved in a student organization, and enjoyed it so much that I decided to take a job helping students at other two-year schools form organizations like the one I was involved in. I worked with that organization for 3 years, and during that time got the bug for overseas travel.
I had traveled to Turkey before and decided to set out to live in Turkey for a year. While in Turkey, I met Rana, got married, and we decided to stay in Turkey. After getting married, I decided to get certified as an English teacher when I realized that I’d have a hard time finding any other work in Adana as a foreigner. I did the training, got the certification, and have been making my way as an English teacher ever since.
The lack of a four-year degree has managed to close a number of doors over the last 3 years, so I’ve decided to start work on completing my bachelor’s degree. It seems that when combining my university credits from other institutions, I’ll be able to complete a degree in business administration over the next two years by taking courses online from a well respected university in Minnesota. I start in August.
I’ve taken all of these post-college risks with confidence that I’d always be able to find a job in the states simply by looking up any of my former employers, (who all have invited me to come back to work any time,) or by working in the industry that I studied in the University. I’ve had so many options and have done so many different things since graduating high school, and have always managed to make enough money and have always had access to education.
As I think about the ever-present stress on young people in Turkey to get into the right high school so that they can win a spot at a good university, in order to pursue the career that they’ve chosen in their early teens, I’m just sad that it’s so complicated here. I’m also happy that I’ve been able to make the most crucial decisions in life as an adult and not as a child.