The past couple of months have been challenging, really, more especially the transition phase from high school to university. Having been granted the opportunity to study towards an engineering degree at Wits (getting those sky-high marks for mathematics and physics in matric) does not automatically guarantee success at a university and I, like many, learnt that the hard way.
LIFE IN HIGH SCHOOL
At this point, all I can say is that I miss high school mathematics, LOL. High school is structured in such a way that everything looks rather programmed. The teachers tell you exactly what to do; how to do it, etc. You probably do the same thing for about 3 to 4 weeks merely to ensure that you do get a hang on the material. In most cases you’re offered extra attention when it all seems like you’re falling behind and all this is usually true if you’re in the teacher’s good books.
It felt good being in the top 10 achievers (matric) in our school, term after term, I won’t lie. It felt even better knowing that I was the top student in my class, hehe! I mean, some of my classmates looked up to me. All these and more felt absolutely awesome and I enjoyed every moment of it, but in varsity it’s a completely different story seeing that you all gained entrance to your various fields; all were possibly the top learners in your respective schools and all posses the same knowledge. In short, you are now competing against students with almost the same level of thinking as you do.
LIFE IN VARSITY
I expected it all to be one joyful ride; go partying weekend after weekend and not have to worry about anyone, elders in particular, being all up in your face. But unfortunately I was quickly shot down during the first block. The weeks are hectic, I must say. Attending 08h00 to 17h00 lectures everyday is a challenge. In most cases you feel drained; get to your place extremely exhausted and still have to make sure you do some studying that night. It’s all fun at first, makes you feel like a real student, but not until you finally realize that that’s exactly how your life is going to be shaped for the next couple of years.
Like many, I had my sheer moments where I failed a couple of tests. I began questioning myself as to…, could I possibly be in the wrong field? Is this REALLY what I want to spend the next 4 years doing? I finally realised that what tends to mislead most of us is the cliché, “I was the top learner in my class. I know my mathematics, I know my physics, this is easy. I didn’t have to do much studying when I was in matric, why should I start now?” The good news is that, yes! You’re absolutely right! You were, indeed, the top achiever in your class (and most probably the entire grade), however let’s kindly leave that where it rightfully belongs…, IN MATRIC!
The material in this case is structured in such a way that everything is made easy. No, no, wait! Let me finish. It is structured in such a way that everything is made easy…, MADE EASY FOR YOU TO FAIL! The workload is exactly what the word describes it to be…, a LOAD of work. A math class on an ordinary day goes on for 2hrs, divided into 45min and a 15min break in between. Now what happens is that within that 2hr interval, you get two lecturers who teach you two different things (one for calculus, and the other for algebra). What am I getting at? Well, continue reading.
Each lecturer does not give a damn as to how much work has been given to you by the other lecturer. They all come in there, teach you a whole LOADS of stuff, then leave. Luckily though, it’s not everyday that this happens because you probably go there thrice a week. That’s very good, but not when the very same thing happens in the case of physics and other subjects (courses rather) which replace that math class. Now what does all this mean? Well, it means that if you pile up your work, it doesn’t get any easier. Instead, it gets harder and harder. Like I said, they make it very easy for you to FAIL.
Countless hours in the library are expected from you. You need to eat, drink, and s**t your books. There is no better way to say this; it just has to be done. I recall my very first day of registration like it was yesterday. The lady at the reception told me something I’ve probably been living up to all this time…, that THERE ARE NO SHORTCUTS TO SUCCESS! As aforesaid, like many, I learnt that the hard way. This is an appeal to all first year students and learners, more especially those currently in matric and about to enter the ‘big school’, like my dad often tells me, try to the best of your ability. Even if all fails, at least you tried rather than saying…, “If only I had studied harder”! And most importantly, BE A HAPPY STUDENT!