Yesterday, after six long years of study, I graduated from the Open University with a BA (hons) degree in English Literature and Language.
Graduation Day was something I hardly ever thought about during my studies.
It was a mysterious glimmer of light in the distance, something I wasn’t sure I would experience, given how tough it was juggling studies with work and writing books. There were times when I wondered whether or not I could carry on with it, but I’m glad I never gave up.
And so, on Saturday September 19th, the day had finally come. And it was more wonderful and special than I could have ever imagined.
The ceremony was held at the stunning Barbican Centre. I didn’t really know how it would all come together on the day, but thankfully it was brilliantly organised.
This might sound strange, but I wasn’t expecting to feel quite so much on the day of my graduation ceremony… Of course I was relieved I’d got through it and thrilled with what I’d achieved, but I didn’t imagine the event itself would be all that emotional. I’d pictured a very long, and very formal service, and I didn’t think it would be at all lively. But I couldn’t have been more wrong.
An unexpectedly strong wave of emotion rushed over me when I picked up my gown. I had to try pretty hard not to burst into tears while picking up the robes, although I’m sure it wouldn’t be the first time they’d seen it happen!
The ceremony itself, set inside the main hall, was electrifying. Beautiful, live classical music, and the jubilant, joyful approach of the university made the atmosphere magical.
The audience was encouraged to cheer on loved ones as noisily as possible, which at times was incredibly moving (and also sounded like rugby match!). There were spine tingling moments when children shrieked with delight as their parents received their scrolls.
It’s hard to describe how it felt when my name was called out and it was my turn to walk across the stage. My heart was pounding, because it’s always pretty nerve wracking to be up there in front of that many people, but it was fantastic. I will never forget it.
Because of the Open University is centred around distance learning (full or part time), with the option to take breaks if needed, it attracts a real mix of people.
Some students are more mature than the traditional residential university intake, perhaps having chosen to study later in life for personal development reasons. Some may have been misunderstood, or told at school that they simply ‘weren’t very academic’, only to feel like they had been written off. For them, further education felt completely out of reach, until later on when they discovered how capable they really were. Some may not have been able to afford to go to university, or might have struggled in their personal lives, having to defer their dreams while they overcame unimaginable challenges.
I think these factors made the graduation ceremony particularly powerful. I knew that so many of the people in that room had overcome even more than completing hundreds of diffcult TMAs (tutor marked assignments), and making those evening and weekend lectures on time. They took notes in the car while they waited to pick up children from school. They read into the early hours, falling asleep over their text books. They did whatever it took to make it work…
My experience with the Open University has been simply incredible. I cannot recommend it enough. When I got my first set of books ahead of my very first year, I wasn’t sure if I could do it. But somehow, I did.
An experience like this teaches you so much more than the already fascinating elements of well-constructed courses about anything from philosophy to physics. You learn to perfect time management, and exercise levels of dedication and perseverance that you never even knew existed. I think an experience like that benefits students for the rest of their lives.
Not only were all the graduates so grateful to the university, but also to their friends and family members who supported them through it all. My mum, sister, niece, boyfriend, and his mum came to support me. I sure am thankful for them and many others in my life who helped me see this degree through with their love and patience.
I’m not sure what will happen next for me, but I hope my more formal learning is far from over. If I consider taking on another course in the future, I will be sure to go to back to the OU.
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