The Grand Epiphany

I honestly can’t tell you when I discovered the word “epiphany” but if I had to guess, I’d venture to guess during late junior high or early high school. Anyway, that is not the point. The point is that whenever I stumbled upon “epiphany”, it was almost as if I was a pirate that had just discovered some booty… some “word booty” that is.

So, if you are unfamiliar with what “epiphany” means and haven’t been fortunate to stumble such word booty, no worries. An epiphany is a moment of sudden revelation or insight.

Interesting, right?

Well, obviously, I wouldn’t go rambling on about what an epiphany and yada yada yada for no reason. As you can very well guess, I must have had an epiphany.

Okay, let’s get down to the nitty-gritty.

My epiphany is…

(Well, come to think of it, there may be more than one epiphany here. It’s kind of like those treasure map that pirates use. You have to start at point A to get to point B… Just bare with me.)

I went to my first on-campus English class last Monday. What’s the big deal about this? Well, I’ve not been in an actual, physical English class in about three years. (Come to think of it, I hope my blogging grammar isn’t a reflection of that…)

It might be a bit of an understatement to say that I’ve been anticipating Advance Grammar this semester… Well, anticipation mixed with sheer terror. (Terror stemming from the fact that I didn’t know a single soul in the class. When you get to be a junior/senior, it’s rare to have a class without one of your buddies in there. So you get comfortable…)

So as I’m waiting for class to start and I’m sitting by a some stranger, I decide to play Scramble with Friends on my phone to try to hide my mixed emotions. Every time somebody walked through the door, my head would involuntarily look up to see if the person who had just walked in was the teacher. With every new person walking in, my heart would begin to race more and more.

Finally after seemed what was an eternity, my teacher walked in and class started. The typical first day of class introductions didn’t help my rapidly beating heart, to say the least. After listening to everyone go around the room introducing themselves by saying their name, major, where they were from, etc…, I realized I was one of the only two students in the class who wasn’t an English major and I was for sure the only Ag Comm major in there. Awkward…. Okay, not entirely but you just wonder what the other students were thinking when they realize that there is an agricultural major in their senior level advanced grammar class.

As the Dr. Walls began to delve into the world of grammar, spouting off words and things about morphemes and the differences between the form and function classes, my heart was still beating, but rather in a different way. It wasn’t anticipation and sheer terror that gripped my heart but rather fascination as I began to see the world of grammar in an entirely different way.

It seemed that as we were walking out of the door, signalling the end of class, it felt like we had just sat down. My hour and fifteen minute class seemed like it had only lasted thirty minutes. I walked out of class with a different look on life.

As I was mulling my classes over, I kept on coming back to this one idea: Advanced Grammar… I really like that class… There are so many things about grammar and English that I don’t know… With my English minor, there are a certain stipulations as far as what classes you have to take. To finish off my English minor, I only eighteen hours, so I’d only need one or two more classes. However, I honestly couldn’t help but wonder what other grammar and English classes I’ve been missing out on. So I got to thinking…

What if i was to double major and get a degree in English?

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