First day of MATC

English 201

Calvin-Smith

Turner, R.1003067

Education makes a people easy to lead, but difficult to drive:

easy to govern,

but impossible to enslave.

Peter Brougham

As of today I am 18 years, 11 months, and 29 days old; of this time that I have been traveling my very small portion of the earth, I have spent fourteen years of it roaming the hallways of MATC. Although I am quite positive that I know these six buildings inside out, backwards, and blindfolded, I experienced a strange sense of anxiety within me as I took a seat for the first time as a student. My first day lacked the banality of prismatic hued leaves ascending to the ground, and the nippy rustling winds characteristic of autumn that I so ardently anticipate annually. Instead of excited inquisitive new faces I saw numerous familiar ones, some welcomed, and others...well, yes there were others. I didn't roll out of bed and walk to my first class from Carmichel Hall, or spend my afternoon chasing random shots of the glimmering east coast sunset (although from what I hear the sunrises are really a sight to see), but I did take a very strategic first step towards my dream of Boston. For this reason, I experienced the internalized queasiness of beginning kindergarten. Therefore instead of obsessing over what I didn’t have or what wasn’t around me I began to relish in the reality of what was happening.

The Surgical Technology program is like my chance to not only make up for my last year of high school but it will afford me the ability to support myself while in college. So I'm really grateful for the opportunity, for the bridge that MATC is helping me forge to my ultimate destination. I've been told many times that I tend to put the cart before the horse, in this case it’s not the cart I'm placing before the horse, it's a carrot. If used properly, these next four semesters will serve as perfect blinders.