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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I was born and raised in a tiny country in Southern Africa called Swaziland. I attended a national primary school in the capital city of Swaziland, and for my secondary education I attended an international school called Waterford Kamhlaba, which was also in the capital city.
“I can’t even watch you, you’re making me want to throw up.”
It wasn’t the professors, or even the course I was taking, that made my First-Year Program (FYP) experience so memorable. The group of unfamiliar people that I would soon come to associate with laughter, comfort and never-ending conversation enriched my first year at St.
Scenic views, fresh crisp air, and crackling fires while making s’mores were all a part of my recent trip, the Advocates Annual Retreat to Canaras. Being a part of the Advocates program for the past year has been one of the best parts of my St. Lawrence experience.
Students often talk about how the Adirondacks are in our backyard, and this connection is captured in the “A Tribute” song which describes St. Lawrence as “Nestling ‘neath the purple shadows of the Adirondack hills; Lies our noble Alma Mater…”.
St. Lawrence is undeniably special with signature aspects you can’t find anywhere else. We’re located in an area referred to as the North Country- the real Upstate, New York! The North Country is the perfect backyard for adventure-seeking outdoor enthusiasts to explore.
My biggest concern while searching for colleges was the potential to be involved outside of just academics and athletics.
For some people, their dad has an obsession with golf, fishing, or their prized collections of hats and ties. Maybe they have a love for cars, or for cooking on the grill every chance they get. For me, however, I grew up with a father who has a different kind of obsession: his pride for St.
I had decided on St. Lawrence pretty early on in the college decision process. SLU had the three most important things that I was searching for: a friendly atmosphere, a beautiful campus, and a neuroscience major. My plan was to go to St.
I took a deep breath and looked left, then right. This was a sight I hadn’t seen since December 2016. On one side, campus. The back of the library, the chapel steeple, the gray cobblestone entrance to Sykes, and the flagpole just outside it.
Remember the saying, "Don’t judge a book by its cover"? This is exactly what I ask of people when they come to visit me in Canton, New York.
I have been surrounded by St. Lawrence for as long as I can remember. My parents met at SLU. Both of my siblings have graduated from SLU. My family’s closest friends are all Laurentians, and we can hardly go anywhere without meeting a new Laurentian or finding some connection to St. Lawrence.
I love where I grew up and was always content spending time there. But when it came time to look at colleges, I had never left New England. And honestly, I only had my mind set on going to a school in New Hampshire—that really limited my options. Then, along came St. Lawrence.