Tuesday, June 10, 2025

especially as a PPE student, my time wasn't about figuring out what others thought but figuring out what I thought and being prepared to defend it

 --- Sarah Stewart Johnson, "Bon Voyage 2024 Speech, Oxford as Chrysalis," The American Oxonian, Winter 2025

A wonderful summary of what I think a humanities education is about.

In context

As an undergraduate at an American University, and, like everyone here, a tenacious sort of undergraduate, I was busy. I was also focused on a lot of intermediate, incremental challenges. . . . 

. . .  As a college student, if I were assigned a chapter in a book, I would basically read that chapter and move on, there were other things always pressing. But at Oxford, with all that time, I realized that I could linger in the library, I could read the rest of an interesting book and also the books alongside it on this shelf. I could spend the whole afternoons walking in Port Meadow thinking about what I what it was I read, talking to friends about ideas, and talking to my tutors. There was no pointless memorizing, no preparation for multiple choice questions... especially as a PPE student, my time wasn't about figuring out what others thought but figuring out what I thought and being prepared to defend it. . . . 

The unrelated excerpt resonated - I was one of those who "disappeared into their studies"
Relationships at Oxford aren't cemented right from the beginning. I'll admit that our Rhodes Class felt a bit like a frat house when we arrived—we only had seven women! And we were divvied out to different colleges, and Rhodes House was not the hub it is today. Some of my classmates ended up spending their time with other Americans, others embraced the UK and never left, some sort of disappeared into their studies. If you'd asked me in 2001, I truly wouldn't have guessed that we'd be as close as we are as a class now.