It’s on every MBA applicant’s list of essay questions to answer, “Why an MBA? Why now? Why this program?” You take a deep breath and really start to examine how to boil down your goal of an MBA into a 500 word essay. Here’s the story of how I answered these three seemingly simple questions for myself.
I was 12 years old when I first had the idea of attending Duke. Actually, it was the first time I ever thought of going to college at all. I grew up on a small farm in rural North Carolina. Growing up, money was hard to come by, but chores were not. You fall into a rhythm when you grow up on a farm. The animals have to eat, they have to be milked, they have to have hay and water. You go through the routine everyday knowing that it’s not a get rich quick scheme. It’s hard manual labor, and the lives of the animals depend on it. That’s a lot for a young girl to realize at the age of 12. It’s also a lot to realize that if it’s only your parents, you, and your younger brother helping with chores, maybe those chores won’t get done if you grew up and moved away.
I was a quiet kid growing up, so I never explicitly said anything to my parents about my thoughts of staying and helping on the farm after high school. In my head it was a given. We had no money for school and there was too much work for me to leave on just my parents. I’m not sure how my mother figured it out one day, but I distinctly remember the moment. We were sitting in the Wal-Mart parking lot and we were about to head back to start our afternoon chores. There was some exchange which passed between my mother and I about how many chores there were and I must have said something about her not worrying about that because I’d always be there to help.
She stopped, put the car back in park, turned and looked at me and said “Jordan, I hope you don’t think that you are going to stay on the farm and not go to school. You are going to college.” I was shocked. That is what I thought. I was going to go to college? It seemed like the dream of winning the lottery. How was that going to happen? “No matter what you decide to do after, you are going to college. Think for a minute and tell me where you think you would like to go.” I sat there quietly thinking about it and taking in this new revelation. After a few minutes I looked up, “I think I want to go to Duke.” “Good!”, my mom said, “Then one day you will go there.” She threw the car in gear and we pulled out of the Wal-Mart parking lot, talking the whole way home about making plans for college.
Life changed a lot over those next few years. We sold the family farm and moved into town. High school came and passed. My father started his own company. Then it was finally time, I was going to college. Life happens, goals change, and at the time the right fit for my undergrad was The University of Georgia. There were accounting finals, stressing over getting accepted to Terry Business School, football games, life long friendships made, and finally the degree I had worked for since I was 12. One thing that was now embedded in me was the dream of education. From the time we left the Wal-Mart parking lot somehow it seemed like I could go a lot further than just an undergraduate degree. I wanted something more. I wanted a Masters.
At that point in time I had the goal of an MBA, but I could not answer the “Why?” questions. It’s great to have a goal of having an MBA, but why did I have it? Over the next few years I worked away at my consulting job pondering how I would answer that essay question. Well, I could say I wanted it so I could get a promotion. Not true, I could keep working away and eventually I would get promoted. I could say I wanted it because I wanted to change industries. Not entirely true. I didn’t know what I wanted to do period, so maybe I wasn’t going to switch maybe I was, I couldn’t even answer that question. I could say a bunch of things, but I could never write a 500 word essay that convinced even myself that is why I wanted my MBA. So I waited.