Confessions of a Liberal Arts Transfer Student.
For weeks I avoided my high school friend’s attentions. I had just transferred from a full year at Augustana College and the last thing I wanted to face was the“you transferred?” confrontation. A confrontation which runs a little like this: a friend from town notices you left your four-year college to go to your local community college. You explain that you needed time to figure out career options, but their smile and quiet response screams, “you were a complete party animal, who probably flunked school and came running home back to mama,”and so the only reasonable response I could come up with was to avoid everyone all together.
You see, the only thing worse than having to transfer schools,
For weeks I avoided my high school friend’s attentions. I had just transferred from a full year at Augustana College and the last thing I wanted to face was the“you transferred?” confrontation. A confrontation which runs a little like this: a friend from town notices you left your four-year college to go to your local community college. You explain that you needed time to figure out career options, but their smile and quiet response screams, “you were a complete party animal, who probably flunked school and came running home back to mama,”and so the only reasonable response I could come up with was to avoid everyone all together.
You see, the only thing worse than having to transfer schools,