Faced with the choice of what secondary language to learn in college, I thought about which one would be helpful within my career. A lot of Marine work can be done in the US, Australia, and South American countries. Luckily, two of those speak English natively, so I'm in good there. I actually plan on doing work in Mexico for some time, so I went with Spanish, but you probably already figured that out. However, I would suggest going beyond your University's requirements and attempt to be relatively fluent, at least be able to communicate with the guide or other biologists in the areas you plan on studying in. If you don't speak English as your primary language, but you can read enough to eke out what I'm saying, I would suggest you learn in so you can work in either the US or Australia.
Essentially, I wouldn't go with a language that cannot be easily associated with the field.
Also, Japanese or Mandarin Chinese would be good choices, but those are both countries that widely teach English to the point of fluency in grade school. Basically, if you go work in one of those countries, you'll be able to work with people that speak English. I know that sounds a bit assholish, but it is incredibly difficult for a Romanic/Germanic language to transition to a symbolic language. I know, I tried Japanese and it was brutal towards the end of the first year.
So, until next time, buenos noches, y buena suerte.
It seems that no one has made a blog about how difficult it really is to become a Marine Biologist, as seen through the eyes of a struggling student hell-bent on becoming one.
Apr 10, 2011
Mar 29, 2011
A Quick Note
This is not only a new blog, but also an entirely new deal for me. Blogging is new to me, and not something I am particularly good at, but if you do happen to stumble upon (or perhaps stumbleupon) this blog, please feel free to be involved. Should questions arise, you're welcome to ask them, and I'll try my hardest to answer or participate in any discussion.
Just bear with me while I get used to this whole thing.
Just bear with me while I get used to this whole thing.
A Post Relevant to the Blog! (Deciding to Become a Marine Biologist)
Here it is, post number one (as far as the actually point of the blog goes):
I chose to become a Marine Biologist after years of loving to learn about marine habitats and the relatively sturdy ecosystems which set themselves up in the oceans and in almost any area with water, and things living in that water. That being said, it was a choice made somewhat recently. Until a few months ago, I was going to be some hotshot cardiologist, living it up in about a decade when I finally got out of school, but for some reason, I never felt that I was really in it. Realistically, I have only had three career choices my entire life, as governed by my stubbornness and will to learn: working at NASA as an astronomer or physicist, being a cardiologist, or a marine biologist. Those are the three things I love the most, academically speaking. I hate math beyond belief, so physicist is out.
The remaining two were at war with one another in my head for years, however, and it was a war not easily one by either side, neither conceding to the harshness of such a major. I know this is how it is with a lot of people out there who want this, but you should never refuse to listen to another side of you if it wants to do something different. After all, I would most likely be doing more good to people as a whole if I were to become a doctor, and it is something I would love to do. Yet, for some reason, I never told people about that career with the enthusiasm I tell them about MB with. I noticed this one day, and it really planted a seed until, finally, I have decided on MB for, hopefully the last time.
I chose to become a Marine Biologist after years of loving to learn about marine habitats and the relatively sturdy ecosystems which set themselves up in the oceans and in almost any area with water, and things living in that water. That being said, it was a choice made somewhat recently. Until a few months ago, I was going to be some hotshot cardiologist, living it up in about a decade when I finally got out of school, but for some reason, I never felt that I was really in it. Realistically, I have only had three career choices my entire life, as governed by my stubbornness and will to learn: working at NASA as an astronomer or physicist, being a cardiologist, or a marine biologist. Those are the three things I love the most, academically speaking. I hate math beyond belief, so physicist is out.
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The remaining two were at war with one another in my head for years, however, and it was a war not easily one by either side, neither conceding to the harshness of such a major. I know this is how it is with a lot of people out there who want this, but you should never refuse to listen to another side of you if it wants to do something different. After all, I would most likely be doing more good to people as a whole if I were to become a doctor, and it is something I would love to do. Yet, for some reason, I never told people about that career with the enthusiasm I tell them about MB with. I noticed this one day, and it really planted a seed until, finally, I have decided on MB for, hopefully the last time.
I'm Trying a New Thing Here...
Now, I'm not the kind of guy who usually blogs (or even likes bloggers, really), but there is a terrible lack of data and articles out there the pertain to actually choosing Marine Biology as a career or also how to go about doing it in the first place.
So, I am giving it a shot. I doubt anyone will ever discover this, but I will continue doing it for any who might, and that is worth it to me.
A little about myself, since who wants to listen to a stranger. I am a 20-year-old Biology Major at the University of Memphis, in Tennessee, and I love it. College is great, save for the classes, and having chosen one of the most difficult majors available, especially here. I try to be active on campus, but the major is a draining one (this is going to be a very realistic blog, for those of you who might be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed) so it affects what I can do in my spare time.
Though Bio is my major and the majority of my classes, I have way more interests than that, and they will probably find themselves leaking into this, so i apologize in advance. However, something that is all knowledge or informative is boring and hard to read, and so my natural self will also find its way here, in an attempt to entertain along with help those who are, like me, just trying to find out more and look for answers on a topic that really doesn't exist.
And so, without further ado, I will try to drop knowledge bombs about the reality of being a Marine Bio major.
So, I am giving it a shot. I doubt anyone will ever discover this, but I will continue doing it for any who might, and that is worth it to me.
A little about myself, since who wants to listen to a stranger. I am a 20-year-old Biology Major at the University of Memphis, in Tennessee, and I love it. College is great, save for the classes, and having chosen one of the most difficult majors available, especially here. I try to be active on campus, but the major is a draining one (this is going to be a very realistic blog, for those of you who might be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed) so it affects what I can do in my spare time.
Though Bio is my major and the majority of my classes, I have way more interests than that, and they will probably find themselves leaking into this, so i apologize in advance. However, something that is all knowledge or informative is boring and hard to read, and so my natural self will also find its way here, in an attempt to entertain along with help those who are, like me, just trying to find out more and look for answers on a topic that really doesn't exist.
And so, without further ado, I will try to drop knowledge bombs about the reality of being a Marine Bio major.
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