We graduates number amongst a fortunate few in so much that we can choose the manner of our coming and going. Not in death, I hope you realise, but in life and all of the boundless possibilities that it represents. Why do I support adventure? I suppose I despair of how despicably care free we are, but travelling can open our eyes.
The question of where I am going to sleep for the night has never been a threat worthy of my consideration, and that there should be food on the table has never been anything less than assured, except in instances of laziness on my own part. So why do so many of our young people leave the comforts of home and go off in search of a little suffering? Perhaps more importantly, why do so many people protest the initiative?
Ski seasons, micro-expeditions and such like have gained a reputation for being quite indulgent acts, whereby young adults bunk off for months at a time to ski and party, or attempt voyages of self discovery in order to shirk real world responsibilities. At least, that wasn’t my entire reason for going. To some extent I can see why they have garnered this bad press, owing in no small part to the proliferation of travel ‘selfies’ that they seem to engender. However, what I found most striking about these two episodes of my own life was the concurrent, slow-dawning apprehension that there is no substitute in life for hard graft, discipline and a positive attitude.
Recently there has been a lot of banal internet chatter about the dangers of child-centred learning, and here I suspect may argument may undergo some criticism. There are pampered and spoon-fed young adults aplenty, but the kind of adventure I am advocating ought to be seen as an antidote, not a perpetuation of the problem. You can support adventure. Help a young person to stand on their own two feet by nurturing their sense of adventure and enabling them to explore without mollycoddling them.