When I entered Knox College in (gulp) 1954, the tests required by
many colleges and universities were called Òcollege boards.Ó Fortunately, Knox
did not require them at the time, or I probably never would have been accepted.
I was an above average student at Kewanee High School, but never studied much
that I can remember. There were always many more interests for me, like boys
— athletic events where we watched the boys, slumber parties where we
talked about boys, shopping trips when we wondered what the boys would like.
Well, you know the teen-age routine, and when I think back on it, I ask myself,
ÒHow stupid is that?Ó
Girls today are much smarter. THEY play the sports and have other
interests and goals in their lives besides whom they are going to impress,
attract or marry.
But I digress. What we did have at Knox was Òplacement tests,Ó
which we took immediately after we got to school in the fall so it could be
determined what courses we needed, or did not need, to catch up with the rest
of the world.
I had spent my entire summer after graduating from high school
working as a waitress at a hotel in Saugatuck, Mich. Since my brother had worked
there the summer before as a dishwasher and was going to again, my parents
decided it was safe for me to work there with him. Well, he had more than he
could handle keeping track of me. There were five waitresses and a cleaning gal
and we all lived in a dormitory in bunk beds. I was the youngest, the rest were
already in college. My pay was $12.00 a week, room and board, plus tips. I sent
most of it home in bank envelopes, which infuriated my brother because I never
had to pay for much. In those days, the boys paid the bills.
We had to serve breakfast in our hotel, but not lunch, so there
was time to hit the beach before dinner hour duties began. We got done about 10
p.m. and then the fun started. A group of young people from all over that
resort community; waitresses, dishwashers, lifeguards and cleaning people,
gathered for beach parties, square dances and regular dances.
Michigan laws were very strict; people under 21 could not be
served liquor, so if we all went into a restaurant, we had to separate according
to age. Of course those of us under 21 were not allowed in a bar at all. About
halfway through the summer I fell in love with one of our dishwashers, a
student at Michigan State University and we spent many hours together.
With all this activity, I didnÕt sleep much that summer. So by the
time I got home to Kewanee, I had about three days to get my clothes ready,
pack and get to Knox College. The placement tests started immediately. I was
exhausted, not very smart and didnÕt pass a single one. I remember starting the
ÒSpeed of reading and comprehensionÓ test and waking up with the professor
saying, Òyou have five more minutes.Ó
Well, the test scores indicated that I needed everything. My
highest scores were in the areas of math and fine arts, so I was put into a
trigonometry class. I learned the symbols and the formulas very well but didnÕt
have a clue how to use them. In other words; I never understood the whole point
of trigonometry. I had never gotten a ÔDÕ before, but that one was a joy to
behold. That was the end of my math career.
The first quarter of my freshman year I had English, trigonometry,
geology and German. Not an easy schedule. In those days a full load for a
quarter was four courses, not three, as it is today. We eventually went into
the semester system my senior year and we took five courses at one time.
I graduated from Knox and my education and college experience have
meant a great deal to me. I took more courses in 1973 to get a major in
Political Science so I could go to graduate school, and 32 years later thatÕs
exactly what IÕm doing.
The learning process never stops. And thanks to Knox College
letting me join the 90 valedictorians who were in my freshman class, I am continuing
my education at this late date, working for my Masters Degree in Political
Science at Western Illinois University.
IÕve done a lot of studying, writing and political activity in the
intervening years, and my college background prepared me well for jobs, dealing
with people and nourished the talents needed to get along in this world.
Bless Knox for eliminating the entrance exams, recognizing the
potential of the whole person, and that at age 18 we arenÕt exactly all we can
be.
Caroline Porter is a freelance writer from Galesburg who can be
reached at cporter@galesburg.net. Other columns
are online at www.thezephyr.com