Picking History

By the end of april Ansgar's friends had made up their mind. Aron would study law, Ewald wanted to become a math teacher and Boris decided to join Aron to lawschool. Ansgar didn't know yet what to do. Math was a thing he had crossed from his list years ago. Medicine perhaps? No, that was for smart people, he was too average to become a doctor. Law? Perhaps, there must be worse things than lawschool he assumed.

Time was pressing, by the end of may everyone should have made a final decision, subscriptions at the university would open up, so no more time to lose. His teachers advised him to continue into arts, history or music. Since those were courses he dominated and enjoyed. But to make a career of this? Oh, how could one lower himself to see one of these things as a career? Art could never be a career, art was art to Ansgar. Not to be studied but to be enjoyed, studying art would kill its meaning. Music was a fun thing to do, but to be involved in it 24/7, how horrible that must be. And history, well at times he just didn't care for history, so why start a long career in that if he'd get bored of it at times?

Some students decided not to start studying after highschool, they would travel for a while. This was a thought that never came to Ansgar's mind. Why would one do that? What advantage is there in travelling. Those students would be one year behind in their careers, how horrible must that be? The thought scared Ansgar, he would never want to lose a year. In 5 years he wanted to graduate and start his career. That was clear, find a job, marry, have kids. Would that make him happy? He didn't know, but what was the alternative? There was none.

By the end of may Ansgar applied at the university. History was the best option. By this choice he would not ruin art and be able to enjoy his music in his free time. History was not perfect but better than the other options. Economics, law, maths, horrible, horrible. By the end of august he would leave his hometown to start his new challenge. His parents were happy with his choice, he would make one super historian. He would not become a doctor as his dad or a singer like his mom, but a historian was something to be proud of too! His teachers wished him all the luck when he finished high school in june, sure that he would do great in university. And Ansgar? Well, Ansgar felt horribly affraid of what would happen in september...