Nate finished up his third semester yesterday with a biology final. And what a final it was! Though he studied every test and review sheet from the entire course, he struggled mightily. For 2 1/2 hours, way more time than Nate is used to focusing, he plodded through. At one point he lost it, yelling, “I’ve had enough of this test!” and tossed his papers in the trash. Nate’s two test readers calmed him down and he proceeded to the finish, but to what end we don’t know.
When he got home, I asked him how it went, knowing full well he had a tough go of it.
“Nate, how was the test?”
“I passed or failed, you decide.” He answered. Nate sometimes says that “you decide” bit when he means “I don’t know.” If only it was as easy as having me decide. I’d vote for passing, but it’s likely he failed. More importantly, it seems that he’ll pass the course and, as long as he keeps getting his credits, we’re on a good path. When he enrolled at Cobleskill, I wasn’t sure he could pass one college level course.
That path may turn into a long road. Elise, his aide, came home and told us the graphic design program now is offered for four years. It had been a two year stint, and that was our plan, but now, though Nate hasn’t weighed in on it yet, more time in school may serve him best. Any time we can buy him more years before he enters the real world helps. I ‘ll keep looking at jobs and internships, but I’m much relieved to think he can keep going to school. It’s a life he knows and, for the most part, loves.
So now he’s on break, our 20-year-old college boy, snacking away and watching cartoons. It’s how I spent my college vacations as well.