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Sherlock Holmes stories, dinner conversation about adopting a dog, and singing “The Lion Sleeps Tonight.” When I think back about my First-Year Program (FYP) last semester, these are images that immediately come to mind. Now that I have almost completed my second semester at St.
I didn’t go to college looking for a second set of parents, but maybe an academic advisor that serves as a life mentor and role model. Even if that wasn’t what I was looking for, that is what I found. A warm round of applause for Daniel McLane, ladies and gentlemen!
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.
The summer before my first semester at St. Lawrence, various students and alumni introduced me to many of the university's defining attributes.
I timidly walked to the center of my FYP classroom, clutching a piece of New Hampshire granite.
Pumpkin pie ice cream, homemade cider, apple pie, autumn photo shoots, and hayrides makes for one of the most memorable fall days in the North Country. Fall in the NoCo is more than just the perfect opportunity for an Insta-worthy picture of campus.
The door to Richardson was locked no matter how much I jiggled the handle and knocked. Normally, I would have had no problem with this. I would have simply moved onto the next open study space with a sigh and a grin, but tonight was different.
Thelomathesian is Greek for “to want to learn”. I think that this perfectly describes my experience on the Executive Board of the Thelomathesian Society - better known as Thelmo - our student government.
Before coming to St. Lawrence, I never gave a single thought to where my food came from. Somehow, almost as if by magic, food would appear on my plate every night when I came home from school for dinner. When I graduated high school and moved onto college, the magic continued.
I’ve been in school since I was three years old, and I feel that 18 years of education is enough for now. I don’t plan on a career that will require graduate school, which makes these past few weeks my Last First Days of School.
Sometimes the thought of being a "real" adult scares me, until I remember what the Laurentian community has in store for me.
There are fewer things more nerve-racking than starting your first year of college. You're leaving home, you're living with someone that you don't know, and you're navigating around an unfamiliar campus, all while trying to juggle making new friends and going to classes.
Dear Class of 2019, Welcome to St. Lawrence University! We are all so excited that you have decided to become a Laurentian for Life.