Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts

Monday, March 21, 2016

Getting An Education


Letter to a Young Man Who Is Wondering If He Should Pursue His Education


            Ah, grad school.  Of course, the answer is YES. 

            Education is one of the few things in life that is truly yours, that stays with you throughout your life.  No one gets to steal it from you or tell you that you can’t have it, use it, and treasure it. 

            Developing your mind is one of the great opportunities a person has to truly grow and become what you potentially can be in life. 

            It is a lifelong journey, this education of one’s self.  I’m a lifelong learner, and have a burning curiosity about the world and everything that is in it.  And, part of that is learning about me, how I learn, how I think, how I see myself in this world.  And, who I am, who I have been, how I have been conditioned and trained to live.

            Sometimes, what I learn about myself isn’t all chocolate and roses, either.  I am flawed, imperfect, not who I think I am capable of being.  Well, good to know, so now I am challenged to improve myself, to change, and to become better, more of the person I can be.  More importantly, I can become the person I should be. 

            So, you haven’t done this before.  This challenge is new and different, and you have your doubts, your uncertainties. 

            Good, because that has also been true for you (and for me and for other thinking people) for every stage in our lives.  And, it will continue.  That doubting, uncertainty, is part of the growing process, part of the fuel that gets us out of bed in the morning, and ready to keep learning and growing. 

            Yesterday, C*** was talking about the chicks that are starting to hatch.  Hatching is an enormous struggle.  They have to do it on their own.  If they get help, then they likely die.  They have to turn themselves in the egg, positioning themselves in one end of the egg, by tucking their heads under their right wing, and making the move.  Then, they have to peck a hole in the shell, to take their first breath of air.  Slowly, they peck around a circle, so they have an opening to push themselves out of the shell and into the world. 

            It is hard work.  They are exhausted. But, now they can grow and achieve their destiny.

            We are like chicks.  We have to struggle, and the struggle often takes a long time.  We develop, we breathe, and we gain our strength.  Much of the work is done on our own. 

            In that work, we find that we really do have the stamina, the resiliency, the determination to accomplish something.  We own it.  It is ours, this work, this moving ahead in our lives. 

            Others think that you can do this work, that you are worthy of it.  You need to hear their voices and to realize that you are being supported and encouraged.  We all need that. 

            So much of this world is about relationship.  Yesterday, several of us in the garden had the opportunity to have a lesson on “please and thank you”.  One youth didn’t think it was important, that he could just ask for something, and he’d get that, without those “unnecessary words”.  Yet, those words are part of the relationship, the social contract we need to have in society to get things done and to interrelate with other people. 

            Grad school and the whole college experience is part of that process.  Working together, and finding the role for you that helps get things done, that brings out your own unique strengths and tools, which also need to fit with others’ strengths and tools.  The collective effort, the collective process.

            “College” means a collaboration, a collective process. 

            You can have all the brains in the world, but if you can’t work with others, and communicate and interrelate, and collectively move forward with shared ideas and direction, then you are lost, and not very effective in life. 

            I think it’s important to have those college experiences where you interact and interrelate, where you collaborate.  So much of life is based on those skills and those experiences. 

            Your guitar lessons are more than music theory and getting better at a particular song or chord pattern or strumming pattern.  It is interaction, listening, responding, contributing, and collaborating. 

            One of the primary functions I serve when I come to OYA (the youth prison where I mentor youth) is to be a teacher of social skills. It is how to have coffee with someone, how to play cards, or talk.  It is how to repot a plant together, or analyze a plant pest.  Something more than the outwardly mundane task is going on. 

            I’m working as a judge again, part time, for a few months.  So much of that work is about diagnosing and healing relationships, and getting people to interact with each other in an efficient, healthy way.  The law is a tool for that, but the real work is the human interaction, where people can communicate in a productive, positive way.  In many ways, judging is trying to heal society and social interactions. 

            And, so is the work of the educated person, working in relationship, and being effective in that work.  Bringing people and ideas together, and developing solutions that are effective and meaningful.  There’s a lot of education going on.

            When I finished law school and the bar exam, I thought, well, my education is over with.  Ha!  That work had only just begun.  I continue to teach myself, to have others teach me, and for me to teach others. 

            Grad school is about honing those skills, sharpening your mind so that you are even a better teacher. 

            I don’t want you to finish grad school when you are still at OYA.  There’s the whole collaborative, collegial interaction process that you need to experience.  I want you to explore the swamp with your fellow students, and muck around together, collaborating, interacting, and learning about each other. 

            Yeah, you are great at learning theory and the technical stuff on line and in books.  But, I also want you to roll up your sleeves and interact with people like yourself, and really get to know each other, and have to work together, to collaborate.  Yes, to be “collegial”. 

            You worry about what you would do if you don’t get into grad school while you are at OYA, and “have a year and a half with nothing to do”. 

            Grad school can wait.  You are young.  If you don’t find the “perfect fit” for you now, then there are reasons for that, and there are more opportunities in the future.  And, your education isn’t miraculously done when you turn 25 either.  It is a lifelong journey. 

            In that year and a half, you can create other options, other opportunities.  You have a unique perspective, and you can teach others what you have learned, you can create new experiences for youth, and you can become a better researcher and writer. 

            You are also not limited in how many degrees you can get in your life, or skills that you develop and improve. 

            I took a year and a half off between college and law school.  That time gave me great experiences, and I became a better, more purposeful person.  That time made me a better lawyer, father and husband.  It was not “wasted” time.  I had a great job, which taught me so much about the world, and about myself.

            We all have choices.  We all have barriers.  We can all sabotage our own efforts and our own opportunities, because we think we are “not good enough”.  Yet, we have choices.  We can choose to see life as a barrier, or as an opportunity. 

            My brief time with your Aunt *** allowed me to hear her very clearly impart to you some great wisdom, including looking at this time in your life as a great opportunity, a time to really see your own potential and your own skills, and do something with all that. 

            You heard her say that, from her heart, and you took that message deep into your own heart.  Choose that message as your family legacy, and build something with it. 

            You are not wasting your time.  You are, in fact, doing great things to improve yourself and to expand your potential.  I hope you see that, and treasure all that for what it is—an enormous personal asset. 

            You know how to learn.  You know how to move ahead. You know many of your skills and talents, and you know how to gain more skills and talents.  Most people don’t know that, and the challenge of teaching others is to light that candle of passion and self curiosity, so that people can really see what potential they have.

            So many of your peers haven’t lit that bonfire for themselves.  They see the water glass of their lives as half empty, maybe even dry, rather than half full and having the potential of being a great flowing spring of water that will abundantly nourish their lives. 

            You’ve told me that one of your dreams is to make or raise a lot of money, so that others in prison can fully realize their dreams.  You are learning how to do that for yourself right now, so you really are researching how to implement your dream.  That is good work.  Be proud of that work, and that dream. 

            This is a good time in life for you, and you are in a good process and experience.  Enjoy it.   Enjoy the doubts, the barriers, the struggles.  There is no “bad outcome” in all of this.  It is part of the journey.

Respectfully,



Neal Lemery

Friday, September 5, 2014

An Education Gives You Great Possibilities


September is a time of new beginnings.  Vacations are over, and we are back at our daily routines, our work, and, for many of us, our education.  Kids wait for the school bus, excited, and eager for a new year of adventure.  They feel the possibilities in the air.

Community college is part of that excitement, that feeling that dreams are possible, that each of us can keep growing and learning, becoming better equipped to live our lives, and make a difference in the world.

“Understand that the right to choose your own path is a sacred privilege.  Use it.  Dwell in possibility.”  — Oprah Winfrey
We’ve all seen lives change when young people go on to college, and adults return to the classroom, to gain new skills, and, more importantly, a new perspective on what we can achieve when we learn new ideas and gain new skills.

I recently took a young man to college, helping him to walk through the door, enroll in classes, and chart his path to a promising career.  His big smile told me that continuing his education and challenging himself to grow and apply his skills in college was the right move for him.  

Because of the generosity and thoughtfulness of charitable people in the community, he received scholarships to help with his student loans.  His dream became a reality, and he is now on his path to achieve his possibilities.  He felt valued, knowing that his education and his future were something that generous people think is worthwhile.  

Already, he is coming up with new ideas and fresh approaches to the challenges of his profession. He will continue to build a strong community, and to give back what he has been given, a chance for a new life.

When we help fund a scholarship, no matter what the amount we give, we give a helping hand to young people like my friend, giving then a chance to improve themselves, a chance to fully realize their dream.  We make a better community.  Indeed, as Oprah Winfrey says, this is sacred work, being able to help a person transform their life.

I see the fruits of such generosity everywhere in our county, people working hard, raising families, and making a difference, all because they had the chance to go to college, and improve their lives.  When we make that dream possible, when we give of our time, our encouragement, and money for a scholarship, each of us changes the world, one person at a time.  

September is an exciting time, and a chance to make a difference in a person’s life, offering all of us a lifetime of rewards, and possibilities.

For more information about the TBCC Foundation and planned giving, contact Jon Carnahan or Heidi Luquette at  TBCC, (503)842-8222 x 1010.  http://tbcc.or.us and click on "foundation".  


Neal Lemery is president of the TBCC Foundation, and a returning TBCC student.  

(Published in the Tillamook, Oregon Headlight Herald, September 3, 2014

Friday, March 7, 2014

Dancing Down The Road


Morning radio talks on, all the local stuff,
garage sales and obits, next summer’s home grown fair,
country song blaring loud, left foot tapping,
smattering of rain dancing cold, across the glass.

Left I turn, past yellow dog espresso,
old yellow tail wagging as I pass, 
the chicken that owns this road every time I go,
hiding in the barn, away from March wind. 

Crow dance, hop and soar,
crying into that sun, holding on
bright and shiny, crow treasure
held tight against the world.

Tree tops reaching high, dancing in the breeze,
spring growth still held tight
against late winter chill,
tomorrow's storm coming down the line—
hope I’m home before it breaks.

Son’s college town comes up, just on time,
right at the light, off this road, at last;
truck man, riding my butt, rushing on by,
snow covered logs to the mill, then back, three times a day.

Back in the woods, faller's saw loud, 
another one falling, sawdust in a cloud,
big tree dances, then rolling down,
tomorrow’s truck, tomorrow’s road, same-o, same-o.

Early here, son still in class,
Time for a cup, a break from the road,
outside winds against the glass
Espresso steam and music pulse strong.

College man deeply reading,
pulling out laptop, fingers in motion
Brain wheels moving, ideas flowing,
term paper starting, coffee cooling.

Soon to lunch, to meet my boy
college man, day's classes done,
catching up, seeing how he's grown,
his brain, his life, all fourth gear motion.


Then back to the road, just in reverse,
log trucks, empty, flying fast, before the storm
Afternoon radio, now this month’s war, getting worse.
Duets sung, with old friends’ songs,
home soon, young man tales to tell.

Winter storm comes, hitting hard,
Not quite light, truck driving man, he’s already awake,
wind and rain, I find my pen,
coffee made, my poem awaits.


Neal Lemery, 3/7/2014