As part of our series, “The Recession Outside My Window,” our guest writer is eighteen year old Ashley Colombo, Sullivan County resident, grocery store clerk and full-time Orange County Community College student (OCCC). “I absolutely love it at OCCC — have never enjoyed school more,” she says. “I’m going to be majoring in psychology, English, and criminology, but don’t have a clue what I want to do when I grow up.”)
When I was growing up I used to love dreaming about what I would be when I got older. Maybe a veterinarian, a teacher, doctor, a writer. My dreams and hopes were immeasurable. As I grew older, I saw that many jobs were being lost; many people no longer had job security. I became concerned about what I would do when I reached an age where a decision must be made. Would my job choice be sufficient for me to live somewhat comfortably and have a sense of job security?
Then, I began thinking about our technological revolution and how dependent we are on it. I realized that many jobs will be lost due to this revolution. For instance, in the future, schools won’t be necessary. Kids will sit in their homes and have their lessons broadcast to them. Thus, custodians, school nurses, teacher’s aides, cafeteria ladies, administration, guidance counselors are just a few positions that won’t be necessary. I believe, literally, that hundreds and thousands of jobs will be annihilated due to our dependence on technology.
I also thought about the overwhelming amount of money we’re forced to spend on school in order to gain access to many soon-to-be nonexistent jobs. What bothers me most about going to college and possibly beyond, is that after we spend thousands upon thousands of dollars, we are not guaranteed a job in the field we have so painstakingly studied. I know that as technology is totally integrated into our society, all those college degrees and doctorates and those cute little paper diplomas with the shiny seals, will mean absolutely nothing.
We hope that the pretty piece of paper in that frame will buy us groceries and pay our bills but too many of us will fall into the ‘my job choice no longer exists’ category. That’s what faces us even as we start our adult lives in thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt.
It worries me that school costs so much in the first place. It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Why must it be so hard to get ahead? We pay dearly for trying to make ourselves into something — to better ourselves and to enrich our lives. What for? Why should I spend this money to try and make my life better, when in the end all it will do is knock my legs out from under me and take everything I have?
This seriously discouraged me about wanting to go back to school. I knew I had to, but did I really want to go through all of it just to end up coming home from being a greeter at a chain supermarket and looking at the forsaken piece of framed paper hanging up on my wall, knowing I was hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt because of it? It’s a repulsive vision of a future that will probably be the reality faced by most of my generation and the generations to come.
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(Breathing Note: Please encourage our Guest Writers by clicking the very tiny, nearly invisible “comment” link hidden in the tags and categories beneath Ashley’s commentary. Breathing Is Political extends its heartfelt appreciation to Ashley for participating in our “View Outside My Window” series.)
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