I
headed up my first excavation in 1990. Armed with nothing more than a
tablespoon and a stubborn resolve, I set off barefooted into the
Missouri summer determined to find buried treasure. All I found was a
marble. To a five year old, however, that was the greatest discovery
ever. I spent the better part of the summer tracking down its origin,
(it had belonged to my uncle) and then I reported my findings to my
grandma. I had no idea that my summers spent digging up my grandparents
back yard would lead me to discover my passion. The marble, which I
still have, is a constant reminder of my desire to explore and wonder
about my world. It was that summer, without knowing what an
Anthropologist was, that I set out to become one.
I
won’t say that the road getting to this point was easy. It wasn’t. Over
the course of my childhood, my family hopscotched from one state to the
next. At times we were homeless, cold, and hungry. But we persevered
and despite it all I grew up happy. Going to college to begin with was
not something I had ever thought of. As a matter of fact, very few of my
family members have ever even graduated high school. But off I went.
The first time out I wasn’t prepared. After two years of struggling in a
system I didn’t feel cut out for, I left. It would take me four years to
step back up to the plate but once I did, there was no stopping
me.
I
graduated in 2012 with a Bachelors Degree in Anthropology from
Washington State University. When I had started my college experience I
had never even heard of the word Anthropology before. That knowledge
came when I decided to try out an Archeology 101 course. From that point
on I was hooked. It had taken me over 20 years of my life to find my
place in the world, to realize that all the things I enjoyed most in
life and in learning were linked to Anthropology. I knew within the
first couple of days of that course that there was no turning back.
Now,
here I am, a year after graduating with my degree and beginning the
process of going onto a masters program. Am I a little scared and
intimidated? Yes. This is uncharted territory for me and my family. I am
the only person in my family to have ever received a Bachelors Degree. A
Masters to us is a far off dream. But its a dream worth pursuing. I
want to be able to show to others that I am serious about my pursuit of
this field. I actively volunteer for groups within the discipline and am
pursuing projects I can work on. What was once a little kids escape
into the outdoors has turned into a full fledged passion. It is this
passion that I am following into the next course of my life.
Rachel B.
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