Liberal education is education in culture or toward culture. My mother often reminded me of the day I dragged my twin brother out of the house, at age three, hand-in-hand down a city block while both parents were unaware. It was at that moment when curiosity struck. I wanted to know where the floor tiles would lead me, however, I was afraid to discover and experience this adventure on my own. Ever since I was a child I've been a very dependent person and suffered from separation anxiety. On my first day in kindergarten, I remember holding on to a piano, crying hysterically, as my parents dragged me into the classroom. My father was late to work that day and I had chased my mom as she was leaving. I believe I was the only one crying and causing such a huge scene, while everyone sat cooperatively. I was terrified at the thought of being on my own with people I've never met before. This routine of crying every morning as my parents dropped me off, went on until the fourth grade. My poor twin brother had to escort me to my class every day.
Now in my third year of college, I've obviously grown out of the habit of crying every morning on school days. But I wouldn't say that I've grown to be an independent woman, just yet. Reason why I say this is because I went to a two year community college and stayed home in the comfort of my parents. And now in my third year in college at a State University School in New York, I do not live on campus; instead, I commute from home. Being off campus doesn't give me the college experience I've always wanted. ...