From the moment I could open my eyes and recognize words and pictures, I had a book in my hands. The first book I ever held was a cardboard copy of Margaret Wise Brown’s Goodnight Moon, which was given to me by my parents. The cardboard copy was necessary as I tended to turn the pages of books excitedly, and my parents feared I would rip paper books to shreds.…

While I would love to tell a story about how I have known since birth that I would study literature and that I have had a career plan for years leading up to this moment, in reality, I chose to major in English on the day of fall registration. Even though I have always loved reading and telling stories, I went through school fully intending to major in vocal music education in spite of a history of voracious reading.…

I’ve never considered a different major for college. Since middle school, I’ve figured I would continue down the path of studying English. Though I won’t say there aren’t other majors I can’t complete, no other major feels right, feels like me. 

One of the few consistent interests in my life has been literature, both in school and beyond.…

It has always been hard to pinpoint the exact moment in my life when I officially decided what I wanted to study was English. It feels like this should be an easy question – I have always been so certain, so confident that, if anyone was here with a single purpose, this was mine.…

I did not come to Ohio Wesleyan to major in English. In fact, I was staunchly opposed to majoring in the discipline. For years, I was told that I would certainly be an English major because of my love for literature. I was determined to not live up to such an expectation.…