…unless you’re the type of person who plans to simply attend class and maybe join a few clubs or intramurals. Then I suppose having an elite school’s name stamped on your degree might be helpful. But listen to me, high school seniors, and listen to me closely:
Where you go to college does not determine your future; what you do while you’re in college does.
Let me tell you about my university: It accepts 1000 SAT scores. The dorms are intermixed with the bars. The average time it takes a student to graduate is six years. Our school made a bigger deal about our win over the Florida Gators than the two students who were awarded Fulbright and Barry Goldwater scholarships.
Obviously, this school was not my first choice. In fact, I remember walking by their table at a high school college fair during junior year and whispering to my friend, “I am NOT going there.”
But here I am, and I wouldn’t transfer for anything.
Let me tell you about my freshman year: I spent a good deal of time moping around due to the fact that I wasn’t at Emory, or any of the other top schools I was accepted to and could not attend due to cost (even with financial aid), but I spent an even greater amount of time taking full advantage of what my safety school had to offer. I joined the honors program, got a role in Hamlet (an item checked off the bucket list!), wrote for two student publications, and got published in the school’s literary magazine. My hard work didn’t go unnoticed: I was nominated for (and won second place!) my school’s writing department’s annual scholarship award, I’ll be assistant editing our award-winning honors magazine next year (and I’ll be chief editor junior and senior year), I’ll be editing another student-run publication next year, and several professors have expressed interest in me, offering their help with everything from research, finding magazines for publications, to getting funding for grad school. And the icing on the cake? I went to Ireland this summer with ten other students from our honors program (practically for free, I might add) for a research project that’s focused on migration from southeastern Ireland to the southeastern United States. We did primary research in several archives, and somehow, I got chosen, along with two other students, to present our research at a conference at which Rory Kennedy, Bobby Kennedy’s youngest daughter, was seated in the front row. I got to talk with her afterwards, and we were all given a personal tour of the Kennedy homestead by JFK’s closest Irish relative because he liked our presentation so much. Oh, and I got to experience Dublin on Bloomsday, which I’ve been wanting to do since I first discovered James Joyce.
Now let’s imagine for a minute that I had gone to a private school. I don’t doubt that I would have joined the staff of some publication, and I like to think that at least one professor might have been impressed with me, but I know for a fact that I wouldn’t have received the attention from professors that I do now, nor would I have been given an essentially free trip to Ireland, and I definitely would not have presented research in front of a Kennedy.
I didn’t write this to brag about my accomplishments; I wrote this to show you all that it’s entirely possible to be successful at a regular state college–and maybe even more successful than you would be at an elite school. I’m debt-free, my 4.0 is fully intact, and I’m okay with the fact that I don’t go to an elite school. I don’t need the satisfaction of telling someone that I attend somewhere like Vanderbilt or Rice because my accomplishments speak for themselves. An elite school is not going to make you a smarter, more successful person–that’s on you, and you can find success anywhere if you try hard enough.
So, for those of you who can’t afford your dream schools, don’t fret! If you were smart enough to get accepted, then you’re smart enough to succeed on your own.