I was not engaged in the fat envelope frenzy myself, which in retrospect I think is a little sad. I wish I'd worked harder in high school, and had people supporting and encouraging me, and better Guidance. (If they'd told me to fill out one freakin' form, I could have had a scholarship, but because I was in a vocational program--performing arts--I missed the college prep sessions. That's pretty bad, right? Granted more of us kids in the arts that rode the tech bus were probably headed to college than those going to auto mechanics and cosmetology programs, but there's a bit of a chicken and egg argument to be made.) I probably ended up in the right place for what I needed--smallish school, college town, but sometimes I wonder... My nephew made a comment when he was a high school senior that it doesn't matter/schools are all the same, or some such thing. I hated to burst his bubble, but that is simply not true. I think all schools have different things to offer, not so much that they're better or worse than one another. But it's easy for me to speak about college admission from the distance of twenty plus years after writing my applications.
However, I do spend 40 hours or so a week on a college campus, and one that is pretty selective at that, so the college experience isn't far from my mind. When I see how smart and motivated Barnard students are, I regret not having their maturity when I was in college. The five students profiled in Fat Envelope Frenzy are plenty smart and motivated, and I think for the most part mature. I have to admit I teared up a little on each of their behalf's as they opened their fat and skinny envelopes and emails or logged onto jammed college website on notification day. I found myself genuinely invested in four of them (the one white profilee from a prestigious Catholic high school a little less so). Although I'm recommending this book, I did sometimes wish that the case studies weren't undercut by the sub-theme of illuminated the admissions process and advising parents and kids how to get into school. Formerly an admissions officer at Dartmouth, I'm sure Jager-Hyman couldn't help herself. She both needed to defend the institutions and to her credit to a greater degree soothe parents and students fears and insecurities. Jager-Hyman comes off as likable as her students even though--in a PhD program--she didn't insert herself into the narrative too often. I might have liked a more academic book, actually.
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Julie Turley (not verified)
Wed, 07/07/2010 - 11:46pm
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Interesting. I was wondering
Interesting. I was wondering how this book was--and have, of late, been talking to peers whose oldest kids are now applying to college. It feels very different applying now than back in the '80s, in that there does seem to be more of a "frenzy" about it from middle-class western-based kids who historically have not been particularly Ivy-league oriented. One of these peers told me just last night that this year seemed especially competitive admissions-wise. She teaches at a charter school in Utah and her oldest daughter finished her freshman year at Barnard this past year. But her second daughter was wait-listed at Barnard this year. I, myself, daunted by application fees, applied only to ONE college, which happened to be the only college my grandmother said she would pay for. Good thing I got in! (I am certain that I would not have now.)
laura (not verified)
Thu, 07/08/2010 - 2:53pm
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Interesting. I was very much
Interesting. I was very much prepared for and part of the fat envelope chase when I was in high school, and I sometimes wonder if I made the best choice in taking part in all that frenzy. On the other hand, I was not remotely prepared AT ALL for the idea that eventually college would end and I would have to think of something else to do with my life. That took another eight years. . . .
jenna
Fri, 07/09/2010 - 10:58am
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Graduating from college
Graduating from college sucks, especially if you major in something with an undefined career path like theater. Though I think my trying-things-on no-health-insurance bookstore clerk, admin ass't, spoken word poet, experimental theater director, stagehand, itinerant twenties were kind of awesome.