Hull International

I've started a second blog! It should be about my experiences and thoughts on cultures, history, international relations, and travel.  Find it at hullinternational.blogspot.com!

Duck Poem

This is a poem I heard the other day. It's a good reminder for around the time when New Year's resolutions start to break down.

The Barnyard Ducks
Author Unknown

There are three ducks in our backyard
Dabbling in the mud and trying hard
To get their share, or even more,
Of the overflowing barnyard store
Satisfied with the task they’re at
Of eating, and sleeping, and just getting fat

But whenever the free, wild ducks fly by
Their long line streaming across the sky
They cock a quizzical, puzzled eye
And flap their wings and try to fly

Oh, I think my soul is a tame old duck
Dabbling around in barnyard muck
Fat and lazy, with useless wings
Yet sometimes, when the North wind sings
And wild ones hurtle overhead
It remembers something lost and dead
And cocks a lazy, bewildered eye
And flaps its wings, and tries to fly

Oh, it’s content with the state it’s in
But it’s not the duck it might have been

Now What?

So, I will probably be graduating within this calendar year.  Possibly as soon as the end of this summer.  I will have a Bachelor of Arts in International Studies with a minor in History and another in French.  While this sounds like a great thing, and I suppose it is, I have no idea about what I should do next.

The closer I get to graduation, the more I realize that I do not know what I want to do with my life.  I would kind of like to live and work abroad, but I should probably try to work on that whole getting married thing before I'm stuck in a country where I can't speak the language.  Maybe I shouldn't worry about it and just take that as it comes.

But what should I do?  Should I try to find a job?  Where shall I look?  What should I focus on?  Or should I try to go to grad school?  What would I study?  Do I continue on with the exact same sort of stuff that I am currently studying, or do I shift my focus somewhere else?

It seems that the closer I get, the less I know.