I was going to title this post: When you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be (What life is like as an English major) That was random 🙂
This post has been brewing in my heart since yesterday, but it wasn’t ready just yet. I really wanted to post on Tuesday but I didn’t have any inspiration, and because I don’t blog based on a prompt or set schedule, I couldn’t just sit and manufacture something to post here.
That said, yesterday as I sat in my 7pm class, this post began to brew in my heart.
Psalm 40 says:
I waited patiently for the Lord;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
2He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.
3He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear the Lord
and put their trust in him.
I’m partly shocked that my parents are so supportive of my courses in school. My father is so supportive sometimes it’s scary. He literally tells me “is that what you want to do? Are you sure? How can we help you?” to which I always reply “just pray for me” That sentence reminds me of this lovely song by one of Nigeria’s finest voices, Darey Art Alade.
Anyway, as I read the very lovely post by my friend Priscilla on the journey to deciding her major in school, I thought about my own journey to deciding what I would study. Here is how the choice was made: One day, I was preparing a resume, to apply for my very first internship in my first year of university. I had to write down what I was studying, but because I hadn’t officially declared a major yet, I wrote that I was studying International Relations and English. I felt this unexplainable joy, but of course, I laughed it off.
That summer (2014), while I worked in Lagos, Nigeria, in a very fancy office haha, I always told people that I was studying Economics and Politics, simply because I was ashamed of openly saying I was thinking of studying English and International Relations (IR). To be quite honest, I did IR because I thought it sounded fancy, and I could tell people that I wanted to work at the World Bank, the United Nations, or another international development agency. But to be honest, I really just wanted to sit and analyse books and poems all day. I wanted to read, to write, and discuss literature. I have since come to really love my IR major and the flexibility that I have been afforded. I also have come to appreciate the outstanding faculty here at my university.
To be very honest, deciding on my major wasn’t an intensely spiritual journey. I had prayed endlessly because much as I love english, I had the fear of being broke, and coming all the way to America to return home with a degree in english. Sometimes, I worry about where my life is headed, but to be honest, my trust in God has far exceeded my worry. But in that very moment when I decided what to do, I put my faith on the line, and literally said to myself “Alheri, God gave you this interest and talent, so use it to the best to your abilities”. To me, the first step was studying just what I loved in school.
Also, I asked myself, if someone were to say one thing that I did really well, what did I want that to be. Unequivocally, my response (to myself haha) was “She’s a really good writer (and an eloquent speaker). So yeah. That was it, really. You could do almost anything and be a good writer and speaker, but I wanted to get on with my 10,000 hours of practice as soon as I possibly could.
Since then, I’ve learnt to analyze movies, books, and thanks to studying IR, I’ve learnt to write economic analysis papers, political proposals and analyses, and so much more.
Someone may read this and say well trust in God doesn’t mean that you should throw caution to the wind and study a course like english in today’s economy. But oh well, I did ask God why He made me love english and know how to write. And He told me that He’s given each and every one of us different talents and interests and all He requires is obedience. So yeah. Also, God is huge blanket that we can always land in when we fall, after flying up up up in the sky. He is a trampauline that always launches us back in the air when we fall.
So yeah, I do believe that God has placed my feet upon steady ground, and I am walking in my purpose. I don’t know what I’m doing with my IR and English certificates and competences after school, but I do know that while I can, I will take classes that intrigue me and fall in love with learning over and over.
That’s it for tonight. God bless you and kisses!