If
you had told me three years ago that I would be graduating college in Canada, I would’ve laughed at you and
said you were genuinely insane. Three
years ago, I thought I’d graduate with a degree in literature. I thought I’d be
writing the next series of novels that will be turned into big movies. “Take
that, The Hunger Games,” I would’ve
said mockingly.
Now, I’ve never actually planned on enrolling in Sprott Shaw College but I did see the ads on transit. Every time I saw those ads, I had two thoughts running in my mind:
1)
“I’m never going there because I don’t know where their campuses are.”
2) “Why the heck do they have ads everywhere?
I keep seeing purple and blue on buses now.”
That
didn’t stop me from enrolling anyway.
On
August 27, 2013, I was browsing online through several colleges that offered
hospitality management courses, curious as to what my options were. Among those
choices was Sprott Shaw College or “SPROUT Shaw College” as I called it before
actually reading the name clearly. I asked a question on their website,
expecting to receive a generic machine-generated response in my spam folder.
The next day, I got a phone call from Sprott Shaw College telling me that they
booked me for an appointment.
“Hi
Ralph, this is from Sprott Shaw College. We booked you for an informational
interview at the Vancouver campus this Friday.”
My
initial reaction was “WHAT?!” followed by “I was planning on eating pizza and
Chinese food that day but I guess that’s
out of the window now, eh?” I didn’t want to be rude so I just agreed to it. I
had to go to a campus where I have never seen before in Vancouver, a city that
I could easily get lost in. However, instead of not showing up for an
informational interview, I thought it could be nice to at least be aware of what I could be missing out on.
It wasn’t like I was going to actually
enroll there. Haha. Ha. Ha....
Now,
I wasn’t really sure at first on whether or not it was a good idea to enroll in
a college that I had little to no knowledge about so I wanted to see what it
was like. It was a different atmosphere from what I was used to. I was used to
big, open universities with hundreds of classrooms in a dozen buildings. Sprott
Shaw College Vancouver had a dozen rooms in an office building. I
felt claustrophobic at first because I missed seeing shades of greenery out the
window instead of disheartening gray buildings. I wanted to back out as soon as I entered the building.
However,
I was told what possible jobs I could get hired for if I took a course with
Sprott Shaw. I wanted to do something in my life and a literature degree was
not the door to open for that path. I wanted the path to hospitality management
and Sprott Shaw College was going to show me the door.
My
patience is tested every day. I was promised that everyone spoke English but on
my first day, the first thing I hear was everyone else in the classroom not
speaking English at all. At first, I was absolutely annoyed that no one wanted
to speak English. It had come to a point where the entire room was speaking in
languages other than English despite the school having an English-only policy. “If none
of you want to speak English,” I thought, “I’m going play loud videos of someone speaking English really fast.”
And I did. I played Zero Punctuation,
a series of videos from the internet where the critic speaks in a disturbingly
fast voice just to annoy people who didn’t want to speak English in class.
I’ve
also had rough encounters with poorly chosen group mates for presentations.
One
particular group mate drove me off the wall for a presentation due for
Technologies class. The project was due in ten days but the first five days
were spent faffing about and going in circles. The particular classmate wanted
something specifically done in what she wants but what she wants was unreasonable, insane, and utterly pointless in the end.
So
what I did was basically go behind this faux leader’s back and make a
presentation of my own for everyone else to present, just so it can be done and
we can move on. I had to spend 5 hours
editing and recording videos followed by 2 hours editing the presentation while doing laundry at night. When I showed it to everyone, the particular
classmate basically said that it was wrong according to her vision and it was
at that point where I had to scream in the hallways just to get the hate out of
my system. Eventually, I was so fed up that the people at the front desk and
the director saw me screaming in the hallways.
Despite
this extremely negative experience, it never occurred again. I never had that
particular useless classmate ever again and she never got honors for her
bossiness. I did my best to be the best and it worked well for me without
screaming.
I
never wanted to give up. I didn’t want to cut my study of hospitality
management just because I lost faith in it. I didn’t want to quit two courses
in one lifetime. I’m not that big of
a quitter. As the months went by, I was finally going to attend my college
graduation. All my hard work had led to a graduation ceremony that I thought I
was going to miss because the poster said May 22 and I misread it as March 22.
I thought “Oh, I missed it. Oh well. Maybe next year.” However, after noticing
that no one was removing the posters, it had come to my attention that it was
actually May 22 and I thought “OH MY GOD! GRADUATION!” It was a graduation that
I thought I would never have since I never finished my college degree in the
Philippines. I thought I would never experience a college graduation in my
entire life.
The
one problem I came across was that the blue graduation gown couldn’t fit me. I
looked like a potato wrapped in adhesive tape. Somehow, I’ve built up enough
goodwill from the staff that they ordered a new graduation gown for me free of
charge. I told them that they must’ve stolen bed sheets from a children’s
hospital just to make the graduation gown fit me.
Sprott
Shaw College has given me opportunities that I never would’ve gotten in my old
university. I could never say that I had the opportunity to be a contender to
be the valedictorian for batch 2014 yet Sprott Shaw College proved me
otherwise. Sure, I wasn’t able to get it for some reason but to be able to say
I was very close to being valedictorian is still a great achievement. The first paragraph of this was actually part of my graduation speech that was rejected.
I
would never have had that opportunity in my old university, in my old life.
Never could I have said the words “My graduation speech” in a sentence without
the phrase “Does not exist” if I were still in my old university. I consider my
experience at Sprott Shaw College to be the right path that will lead me to
something even greater in life. For that, I’m thankful for every second that I
have spent there. I never regretted a single moment in that college and I would
always be grateful.