The St. Lawrence Blog
Who is St. Lawrence University? We are a group of people with countless adventures and even more stories. The St. Lawrence Blog gives our students, faculty and staff the chance to tell their tales, in their own words and in their own way. Sharing these anecdotes in one place gives our community the chance to show how creative, daring and passionate we are about what we do. Alone, these stories are powerful; together they define St. Lawrence.
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As my first semester of my senior year draws to a close, I reflect on how thankful I am and always will be for the tremendous professor-student bonds that I have made here at St. Lawrence University.
In the small hallway between the Brush Art Gallery and the backstage scene shop, there are over a dozen students huddled into the tiny space. Some are jumping up and down to stay warm, others are fidgeting with leotards or fixing bobby pins, still more are goofing around in hushed whispers.
Our beloved fall months are descending, now that we’ve past the climax of the autumn weeks. The splashes of green, orange and red that so characterized our outside world have succumbed to the bareness of trees and the white frost that coats each blade of grass in the morning.
The month of November is always a time of reflection for me. Midterms are finished, there is a slight lull in the semester, and I can look back on how far I have come and how quickly the time has passed.
St. Lawrence University is full of hidden gems that students are able to discover throughout their time at SLU.
It’s right before Thanksgiving break and at this point, you’re finally finding your stride here at St. Lawrence. I know you’re starting to feel like you know everything there is to know, and while it’s great that campus is beginning to feel like home, hang tight; we’ve got a lot to learn.
There’s nothing better than walking by a kitchen smelling warm cookies. Something about the scent makes you feel at home. My friends and I love to bake in the kitchens around campus. We have baked everything from birthday cakes to peanut buttercup and cookie dough brownies.
The smell of pie baking, stuffed turkey roasting and a jam packed Dana Dining Hall full of St. Lawrence students enjoying a traditional Thanksgiving feast.
It was almost three years ago when I was packing for college with my mother. It was my last day in Germany, and clothes were scattered all over my bedroom floor.
The time to find yourself, figure out (the beginning) of what you want to do with your life, who you want to be, and what you value. College: The best four years of your life.