The relations between these three major career phases are captured succinctly in a fairy tale that occurs in many versions across cultures. The hero is a young prince who has been forced into exile, living hand to mouth and taking menial jobs in kitchens and stables. Eventually he wanders into a neighboring country that has been ravaged by a cruel and powerful ogre. The king has dispatched his best fighters, but all have come back dead or maimed. The ogre seems to have magic powers that give him both strength and invulnerability. In despair the king proclaims that whoever can defeat the ogre will receive half the kingdom and his daughter’s hand in marriage.
Well, the prince figures he has nothing to lose. After all, he’s been working in kitchens and stables; his career is in free fall. And the daughter, naturally, is both rich and beautiful; he’s already fallen in love with her. So he sets out for the ogre’s castle. After crossing the devastated countryside, he enters a forest, where he wanders for days, increasingly depressed. He may be a prince, but he has only a common sword and no magic powers at all. What good is his Ivy League degree? How will he ever defeat the ogre?
Then he hears someone moaning and groaning in the woods and turns aside from his path. He comes upon an old person in need of help—in some versions it’s a dwarf whose long beard has gotten stuck in a cleft log, in others it’s an old woman with a hurt leg, hungry and tired, bowed under a heavy bundle. The prince shares his bread, lends a hand, and when the job is done the grateful old woman asks why someone so young and handsome would look so sad.
He tells her his tale of woe: career in ruins, hopelessly in love, facing an impossible task. The old woman laughs. Is that all, she asks? Well, that sword you’re carrying will never defeat the ogre, because he’s invulnerable. And I’ll tell you why: it’s because his soul is not in his body. To kill him you have to get your hands on his soul.
Oh great! says the prince. Capture his soul; just like that! It must be very well defended. The old woman nods. The ogre keeps it hidden deep in his castle, she says. To find it you have to wait until he goes out on one of his rampages. Then you have to break into the castle after crossing the moat of fire and pacifying the lions guarding the gate. She recites a long list of perils and obstacles but gives him directions for meeting each one. Finally, in the very center of the castle is a well; down in the well is a duck; inside the duck is an egg; and inside the egg is the ogre’s soul. Get your hands on that egg, she says, and you can make him do anything.
The prince thanks her and hurries off. He finds the castle and waits in the shrubbery until the ogre goes out. Then he crosses the fiery moat, tosses a steak to the lions, and heads inside. After surmounting all perils he arrives at the center, dives into the well, grabs the duck, and squeezes it until the egg drops into his hand. At this moment the ogre returns, bellowing that he smells a thief. After raging all through the castle he finds the prince leaning nonchalantly against the well. He grins horribly, flashing a set of really bad teeth, and raises a huge hairy arm to bash in the prince’s head.
But the prince just reaches into his pocket and holds up the egg. He cocks an eyebrow; the ogre freezes, then deflates, groveling at the prince’s feet. The prince makes him open his dungeons and treasury, free all his prisoners, restore all the gold that he’s stolen, and clean up the farms and villages he’s destroyed. When it’s all done, the ogre wipes the stinking sweat from his brow and falls on his knees, begging forgiveness. And what does the prince do? He breaks the egg. Because, after all, he’s read Machiavelli (in Western Civ), and besides, you can’t trust an ogre.
Back at court the king and the princess are waiting anxiously for news. The prince returns bearing the ogre’s head. Amid general rejoicing, the king grants him half the kingdom with an option on the other half as soon as he marries the princess. Everyone celebrates and lives happy ever after.
What does this tale have to do with academic life? You can see right away that its characters embody three career stages that we have been discussing: warrior, citizen, and elder. Stay tuned for subsequent posts as we unpack this tale and explore its implications.