To Transfer or Not To Transfer

Landscapes lakes Lake Dock Breath of the sea Painting

To transfer or not to transfer?  That is the question.

My grandmother sparked this idea in me like a slap in the face whilst discussing my life on her 20-year-old sofa with crazy designs plastered on the material.  She was sipping her coffee and watching The Price Is Right.  I hadn’t realized how old Drew Carey was getting or how expensive furniture was these days.

Anyways, my grandmother prodded me of my future plans down in Platteville and that’s when I stopped.  I attempted to imagine myself trying to find an apartment worth living in.  I tried listing off places I could get a better job than working in the cafeteria on campus.  I forced myself to picture my college graduation, but I couldn’t see any orange and blue.  In fact, I couldn’t see anything.  I saw a vast sea and my silhouette standing on a dock looking out.

“I can’t see myself physically living in Platteville,” I told her.  Her eyes crinkled as she smiled.  Out of her mouth tumbled, “River Falls has a good education program.  You should go there.”

I leaned further into the sofa and pondered this thought.  I thought of reasons to stay in Platteville of which included my roommate and friends, the fact I’d already obtained 15 credits there, I’m further from home, and I’m not having any trouble there.  I realized the only thing I would really miss about Platteville would be my friends and the familiarity of the campus.

I then considered reasons why River Falls would be better: closer to home, closer to the city, more job opportunities, and a wonderful teaching program.  I’d be able to dive into the community and university, more sure of myself than I had first been at Platteville.  I arrived in Platteville as an immature teenage girl with no clue whatsoever of what to do with her life.  Now I know who I am and what I want.  I have dreams and goals and the more I think about it, I’m not so sure if Platteville is right for me.

Of course, I have the spring semester to endure.  Not that it would be so bad at all—I enjoyed my first semester fine and dandy.   I’d be coming into River Falls as a sophomore in the fall.  Perfect timing.

I meet with the head of the Elementary Education program at River Falls on Friday to discuss how my credits would transfer over and what all I’d need to do.  If all goes well, I’ll be sure to submit my application the very next day.

It was a spontaneous decision to switch my major to education in November and it’s probably the best decision I’ve made.  I’ve never been more satisfied with anything.  Perhaps this decision to transfer to River Falls will be the next best thing.