When I first arrived at the BYU I had a rough time deciding on a major; I just didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up and could not choose a path for my studies. I kept looking for the ideal, that one perfect major. Now things have changed, and I feel that I must share the secret that I have discovered with everyone that I meet. Although I have decided on a major, I still don’t know what I career I am interested in or where I want to end up. But with my major, that is perfectly acceptable, in fact, it is desirable. This I because I chose freedom, I chose an open major. There are many reasons why having an open major is the best path for me; the foremost being the freedom that it inherently offers. There are no boundaries, no prison walls of graduation requirements to hold me back, no heartless deans to shake their wizened old fingers and furrow their brows at my dreams. Before I had made this discovery, I felt much like a kite, suspended in the sky amidst thousands of others; never going anywhere that was outside the reach of my restrictive tether. The swaying breeze of mediocrity and gentle tug of controlled and restricted aspirations are all that I had ever experienced. But when I decided on the open major, it was as if I reached down and cut my own string. Now there is nothing holding me down and nothing to stop me from going wherever I want, wherever the winds of my desires may lead. Free from the oppression of required curriculum, I can sail to new heights, far beyond those that were ever imaginable while I was still in my intellectual shackles. Obviously for anyone who ever wants to get anywhere in this world, anyone who has that drive to escape the grasp of the mediocre, to come with me beyond the horizon and breath the fresh air that true intellectual freedom offers, the only conceivable choice is to never choose.
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How very poetic! I like the idea, and the way you present it is very persuasive.
I read almost every other post and yours was my favorite. I enjoyed the suspense and excitement I felt when I heard you were going to tell me a secret, even if you did plan on telling it to everyone you met. Your examples were so visual: prison walls of graduation requirements, heartless deans with furrowed brows, yourself as a kite and cutting your own string in order to escape intellectual shackles. The contrast between the shackles and freedom was also a brilliant touch, and I liked that you introduced the major by calling it freedom and concluded your post by reiterating that point. The only error I saw (which you probably did too as soon as you posted it) was the unnecessary “the” in your first sentence. Very well done! I certainly look forward to reading more of your posts this semester.
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