Oy Oy Oy!

My wife and I are both working on our master’s degrees at schools only a couple of hours apart. But that’s about where the similarity ends. Here are a few contrasty things about my wife’s current degree plan and mine:

* First, the good part. My wife’s degree costs around $30,000 per year. Mine costs only around $8,000.
* However, the economic cost of the degree is somewhat related to its economic value. With her degree, Valerie has a resonable expectation of earning a six-figure salary, if not immediately, probably within the first 5-10 years of work. With my degree, if I *ever* earn as much as her, there would be a good likelyhood that I would be guilty of “fleecing the flock,” and since they don’t offer classes in “fleecing” at my school, this is highly unlikely.
* Nevertheless, Valerie should be able to complete her degree within 1½ – 2 years. My degree will take between 3-4 years.

What really gets me though, is the homework. Granted Valerie has a constrictive train ride on which to do all her reading. So I don’t have a firm grasp on how much homework she has to do, but I’m still pretty confident that I have more than her. A lot more. In an average week (i.e. this week exactly), I have about 400 pages to read in all my classes combined. Plus Greek, which we are approaching faster than any language I’ve ever done before. Granted, I”m only in class 12 hours a week, so that gives me a lot of time to do all my reading. But still, for four classes, that’s a *lot!*


Author: KB French

Formerly many things, including theology student, mime, jr. high Latin teacher, and Army logistics officer. Currently in the National Guard, and employed as a civilian... somewhere

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