That kid with the First Class Honours in Philosophy? He’s a regional manager at a logistics firm. That girl with the B.A. Pass in General Studies? She runs a $2M boutique marketing agency.
Mine finally came out of the drawer last year. It’s framed in my office, right next to the sales award and the photo of my kid. It’s not the fanciest frame. But the document inside?
If you graduated in 2012—or any year, really—you know exactly what I am talking about. In the hierarchy of academic validation, the “B.A. (Pass)” sat in a strange purgatory. It wasn’t the prestigious Honours degree (the one with the thesis, the late nights in the library, and the job offer already in hand). It was the generalist’s badge. The jack-of-all-trades, master-of-none stamp on your forehead. b.a. pass -2012-
That piece of paper isn't proof of a narrow expertise. It’s proof that you showed up, that you endured four years of general requirements, that you finished what you started even when nobody was cheering for the “general” track.
Why? Because the B.A. Pass is a degree in That kid with the First Class Honours in Philosophy
It is the sound of the
And these days, I wear that like a badge of honor. Pass in General Studies
The Year I Almost Didn’t Frame the Degree: A Love Letter to the B.A. Pass (2012)
