Assignment 7- Andrew Rogers

To be completely honest, I've never panicked about going to college. Ever since I was young, I figured I was going to Freed-Hardeman University. You've probably never heard of it before. Well, if you go to Nashville and travel southwest towards Memphis for about two and a half hours, you run into a tiny town in the middle of nowhere called Henderson. When I say tiny, I mean, the campus of the school is twice as large as downtown, tiny. Anyway, it's a Christian liberal arts college, small and incredibly welcoming. My Dad went there back in the early 80's. It has been around my life for as long as I can remember. I've never really considered going anywhere else.

As the time draws near, I look around at my peers who seem to panic when they look for colleges to attend. I sit there listening to them list the pros and cons of each chose, while in the back of my head not worrying about where I'm going to college. I've always known where I want to go. I will concede that I don't have a definite idea of what I want to major in and with the day fast approaching I have sometimes questioned my confidence in my decision. Should I go to Freed? Should I travel all those miles to a small town in the middle of nowhere, just for a college? Is it worth it? Although I still grapple with these questions, I find resolution in my experiences at Freed, silencing my doubts.