Hulme Community Reporter is Accepted for UCLan Course.
Monday, August 18th, 2008
Your Hulme Community Reporter, Paul Ridyard, has been accepted on a course at the University of Central Lancashire. I’m going to do a BA (Hons) Journalism – Foundation Year Entry based at BBC Radio Lancashire in Blackburn. The course starts in September when I enrol at the main university building in Preston.
It’s a great opportunity for me to gain a qualification that would lead to doing a full-time 3 yr degree course. Will it be easy when I have a disability and claiming Incapacity Benefit, I wonder? After all, the Government would like to see us in employment. Are there opportunities for training and higher education, to give us a better chance of a career, or is the Government more concerned about unemployment figures? I am going to find out.
This Saturday I received the news that I was waiting for, that UCLan had accepted me on the course and had reserved me a place unconditionally. This was great news. Also, I got an email inviting me up to Preston for one of the university’s open days. This would mean forking out £8.70 for the train fare, but I was to find out later that this was an investment.
I got to the Open Day Registration Point in Foster Building (see pic above) and gave my name, received a bag, info I already had and a £1 drinks voucher (bargain). Cheapest coffee was £1, so it was a free drink on them.
While I was there I decided to hand in my acceptance slip to say “Yes” to the course and post my application form for my UCLan Student ID (they have a weird name for it, “Corporate ID”), but getting my passport photo proved to be a bit of a struggle. First of all I had to hunt for a photo booth. I tried the uni library and then the Students Union, eventually I found it. “FOUR POUND FOR 4 PHOTOS!” I shouted inside, in case someone heard me and threw me out – I only needed one. This was another unplanned expense. How much is it going to cost me before I even start studies?
OK, so £4.00 is not a lot. But, then add it to the £8.70 and you see it mounts up. £12.70 is still not a lot, you may think, but deduct that off my weekly benefit money and then you begin to realise that this venture to further my career opportunities is an even bigger sacrifice.
I went back to Foster Building and asked for change, seeing I only had £3.60 in change. The shop didn’t have any and neither did the restaurant. I was told that there was a newsagent close to the SU. So, sweating my shirt wet, I went back to the SU to look for the shop and get some change after buying a drink.
Finally, when I got my pics, I headed back to Registration with a sense of victory.. I did what I came to do. This meant missing the “Hello and welcome to UCLan” sleep-talk in the lecture hall further inside. Which didn’t really bother me at this point.
Foster Building was too warm, I was hot and my asthma was making me feel very uncomfortable. There was no air-conditioning and the doors that were automatic kept shutting. So, I went outside to cool off.
When I wandered back in, the receptionist was very nice and kind. She gave me a re-usable internal mail envelope and a pair of scissors with a cheaper branded version of the Pritt Stick. I stuck my pic to the form and put it in. Sigh of relief.
One of the welcoming staff called me over to ask me where I got my photos from. I was puzzled at first, because it was me who was asking 30 minutes before. Then I though it was amusing; but I was pleased to be able to help and pointed them in the right direction.
Time was heading towards 1pm and I deeded to get to the journalism talk in another of the university buildings. The information booklet for the Open Days at UCLan said that there was a shuttle bus that picked people up from the station and went round the campus every 10 minutes. I didn’t see one, but there were a few coaches parked up in the side street adjacent to Foster Building. My spine was hurting me and I didn’t want to walk. I asked one of the drivers for the shuttle, he said he didn’t know. Then he said he’d take me to the place. It was great, as I was the only passenger – a whole coach to myself!
When I arrived at the Greenbank Building, where the journalism course talk was, I was directed to the lifts and the second floor. I sat for 45 minutes in another stifling warm room. No, open windows or air-con. I was hoping that my anti-perspirant deodorant would keep working or I’d stink the class out. I then ate my chicken butties and finished my drink off while the talk started, after inhaling my asthma medication again.
The Course Leader, Shirley Lewis, gave a PowerPoint presentation about the range of different courses in Journalism that we could go on for a degree and the foundation. My plan was to do the foundation course, so I’ll have entry to university, then change to Film & TV to do a degree. Then, when the Journalism course touched upon Radio & TV studios, I realised that maybe I should continue in 2009 doing a journalism degree. This is why it paid for me to go on Sunday; otherwise I would have my sights set wrong. Most of the class was made up of 18yr olds with aging parents and not feeling intimidated or out-of-place, I said to one of the teenagers, “Please remember me next year as you do your degree, I might need your help!”
So, how should I, with a working class background, approach this course? Should I go dreading it and fearing the worse, knowing that, at the end of 1 or 4 years, I’ll be further in debt by 10’s of thousands of pounds?
I simple thought came to me. A few weeks ago I was watching a TV programme explaining how children take in more when learning is made fun for them. ‘That’s the key!’ I thought. My attitude is going to be one of excitement, adventure and it’s going to be fun. Fun learning, fun doing and fun meeting new people.
Today, Monday, I went to the student loan people on Quay Street and gave them my passport to photocopy for their records.
I thought about how much it would cost me to travel by train 2 days a week to do this course and any extra expenses on the way. I am hoping that the Government has made a provision for this through grants. If not, then there are bursaries. I hope that this expense will be covered somehow, as it’s going to be a long cold winter if not. Enough to put most people off higher education. I’ll let you know as soon as I get news.
I did bump into an ex-Manchester Metropolitan University student who works behind a bar on Oxford Rd. I thought it was strange that he had passed his degree, but was working as a bar tender. He told me that he took a film course that was just history and styles and that he couldn’t find work with it. He said that if he had waited until now, he could have gone on a better course.
This is not unusual with some university graduates. Another student, a few years ago, told me that his degree wasn’t worth the paper it was written on. This is shocking, but there are courses out there that could lead to a dead end. I did suggest he could do what his tutor did, those who can’t.. teach!
Finding the right university is equally important.
My bar tender friend said that he couldn’t go on another course to gain the degree that would give him a greater opportunity of finding a career in film. I asked, “Why not?” He told me that the last degree put him in too much debt. So, here is a young man aged about 22 with no job after his degree and in a lot of debt. I did suggest that he could do a postgraduate instead.
Choose carefully the course you want to do. Many parents push their sons & daughters in to courses what they think they should do. This is nothing but controlling. I’ve talked to a few unhappy students in the past and found that the course they were on was not their desired one, but pushy parents put them there. I did advise them to see a student adviser and one changed her course and is now very happy and has worked with needy children in under-developed countries in Europe, like Romania, fulfilling her dream. Fortunately for her, the advice came at the right time during her 1st year.
This student loan scheme was New Labours’ idea of student poverty and needs to be stopped. So that students who end up on the wrong course won’t literally have to pay (back) for their mistake for years to come. How many more students have wasted 3 yrs and got nowhere and have serious debts?
If I give my honest view in these blogs, then hopefully things can be done to improve life for others. Otherwise, some things would get over-looked.
Prayer is going to get me there!
































