I enjoy the mysteriousness of not knowing everybody. I loved how I felt as if I fit into the craziness.
I am referring to my fondness of living in a big city.
It came as a shock to many people when I told them I accepted a job in Blue Earth (well, it was a shock after I told them where in the world Blue Earth was located).
Being within 10 minutes of Minneapolis and St. Paul is all I?have ever known.
The preschoolers I worked with even seemed confused and asked a lot of interesting questions.
I recall even making it into a small group lesson during individual work time.
I drew the state of Minnesota, well attempted to, and asked anyone if they could locate a small town called Blue Earth. After numerous attempts, no one could quite pinpoint where it was on my rigid Minnesota drawing. I had to step in and show them myself.
"I thought the earth was brown?"
"My daddy is from a town around there, will you have to ride horses and pigs like he did?"
"I can't picture you as a cowboy."
"Are we making up names for pretend Minnesota?"
"Mr. Brock, I have to go potty."
I couldn't keep up with all the questions. But, at that instant, that's when I started attempting to compare city life to small town life.
In a small town I imagined that traffic would no longer be a problem. Also, like the television show, "Cheers," everybody would know my name and I wouldn't ever really get lost. I will admit, having lived in the city for 24 years of my life, I was prone to getting lost in Minneapolis a countless number of times; just ask my parents.
There was no way that I was going to give this opportunity up, though.
It was a job in my field and I wanted to pursue it.
I stopped through Blue Earth for the first time when I went on a campus visit to see Augustana College in Sioux Falls with my father.
At first glance, I do recall thinking about the city. At least there was a Subway and a McDonald's.
Some people find comfort in routine, living the small-town life. When it comes down to it, I believe that I'm most comforted by the unpredictability of a big city. If I was married and had children, Blue Earth would be a fantastic fit for me. Everyone is nice and the idea that the school system is focused on individualizing learning is a plus. But, I'm not married and have no children.
I get why people move to a big city. Due to the size, cities hold more career advancement opportunities.
Social life is also a big aspect of living in a big city. There are clubs, countless restaurants, museums, concert halls, theaters, professional sports and plenty of shopping opportunities. But, I was doing the opposite; I left the city for Blue Earth, where half of the people I still talk to back home still don't know where it is.
I am proud to say that Blue Earth is where I currently reside, but the Twin Cities is my home.
Ultimately, my goal is to end up in New York City or the Twin Cities covering professional sports.
I have never spoken poorly about Blue Earth. However, I have shared with people how it seems there is no real effort in trying to attract a younger crowd.
Outside of spending the day with my amazing co-workers at the Faribault County Register, there are not many activities or venues that cater to college-aged kids.
I still feel like an alien some days. Like I just stick out in this quiet community.
Being a part of this town has been eye opening for me. It makes me appreciate the small things like quietness.
At night, after a long day, it is calming to relax and enjoy the stars in the sky.
Also, I feel that I am not as ignorant about farming and agriculture anymore.
At first, people would make fun of me for not knowing what harvesting was, or the fact that I would question what farmers even did all day.
Thanks to countless conversations with co-workers, bless their hearts, and people I have interacted with, I have a new appreciation for the farming community. It takes a lot of time and energy. I really do respect the farmers and all they do.
I don't think it so wrong to want something bigger than Blue Earth moving forward. However, I do see the benefits in wanting to live in a small town.