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The fresh rays of a springtime sun were shining on the April day that I visited St. Lawrence University for an Admitted Students Open House during my senior year of high school. During this visit, I would go on to taste the full experience that a student here could expect.
Every day at five o’clock, a student bell ringer plays the bells of Gunnison Memorial Chapel. From all across campus you can hear bells chiming, playing everything from the alma mater, to a “Happy Birthday” request, to something that sounds suspiciously like the Flintstones theme song.
When St. Lawrence asks me to participate, my motto is to say yes as often as possible. I think very deeply about the commitment and the impact of what I can offer. I don’t know how to do anything half baked – it’s just not in my DNA.
Being a senior, I find myself reflecting on my childhood a lot. You’re caught in this limbo of “in less than a year I’m going to be an adult” and “one more year to just be a kid.” In my reflection on childhood, I always remembered how excited I was to learn about anything.
As Summer 2016 comes to a close, my excitement to get back to St. Lawrence grows daily. Though always an enthusiastic student before becoming a Laurentian, I had never experienced or witnessed such a large group of students spending the summer counting down the days until school starts.
I will never forget the first time I visited St. Lawrence. It was early fall, when the tall oak and pine trees rustle with the light breeze and the purple flowers billow beneath the chapel. Everyone fit in so well that the students became part of the landscape.
We are all nomads. But I am not simply pigeon-holing the word ‘nomad’ to mean people looking for a new place to live. No, not at all. I’m referring to those wandering souls looking for a new place to cleanse their soul. Probably not that deep.
So you’re thinking about classes, majors and your future. Well, maybe not the last two just yet but it’s that time for you to decide what type of classes you want to take. If you’re a science, biology or chemistry student then you’re in the right place.
The summer months for any St. Lawrence student can easily be categorized by what month it is. For upperclassmen, May is the period of exhaustion and recuperation after taking finals, moving out, and saying goodbye to friends who are graduating.
Two weeks before I arrived as a first-year at St. Lawrence, I received an unexpected phone call asking if I would like to participate in a Pre-orientation Trip.
I often refer to St. Lawrence as a little world. Like many others, I am always pleased to find a fellow Laurentian in a seemingly obscure area.
Growing up, we would be itching for the last school bell to ring, signaling that summer had finally begun! As we rushed to pack our bags and head to the buses, I always remember asking my friends what they were going to spend those couple of months doing.
Graduation is officially a couple weeks away. I’m closer and closer to leaving the university that provided me with security and warmth. The university that has raised me for the past four years and helped me mature into the man I am today. I’m not terrified. I’m not nervous.