Although I am perfectly happy traveling the world as a technology teacher now, if I had to choose one time to go back to it would be my university years. Those four years of college felt so full of possibility and energy in such a care-free way. Having no real responsibilities, and no one to answer to, made every day an adventure. I went to school about two hours away from my family, at the University of Connecticut. Just far enough so that I felt like I was on my own, but close enough that I could easily get home if I needed to.
UConn is a large school, but was started as an agricultural college, so it’s out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by fields (with cows and horses). Even though the school was isolated, we had so many students around that it was like it’s own city – a city just for students. It was a place that I felt totally safe and secure, but also a place that posed challenges and questions that I could spend all my time thinking about.
Of course, I had the chance to explore every little thing that might strike my fancy while making friends along the way. I changed majors, took classes in whatever sounded interesting, and tried my hand at a variety of jobs. I was able to study abroad in Florence, Italy and participate in an internship in Washington, DC. At UConn, we lived close enough to both Boston and New York City to go to as many shows as we could afford. The school was big enough to be involved in all sorts of student activites, and I even started one of my own…
I felt like I could do anything, go anywhere, be anyone. Now, as an adult, I feel more settled in the life I chose, a good kind of settled, but sometimes I do miss the freedom of university.
If you could go back in time to some point during your life, when would you go back to?