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If you walk about 15 minutes down the Avenue of the Elms, where the Saddlemire Trail and Oliver D. Appleton Golf Course meet, you will find the Elsa Gunnison Appleton Riding Hall.
“There are over 140 clubs at St. Lawrence!” My Orientation Leader promised me and my fellow first-year students with a cheerful smile.
At St. Lawrence, everyone's first-year journey is unique. No one has to follow a set structure or plan to find a home here. With tons of clubs, student organizations, and campus events to choose from, each and every student, no matter what their interests, creates their own fitted first-year recipe. Here is a glimpse of mine.
When I arrived on campus in the fall of 2018, I was fresh off a gap year and still not entirely sure what I wanted to study. Little did I know, a Lil Peep song would change everything.
At first glance, an art and art history major and a geology minor may not seem like the most obvious combination. For Michael Yirenkyi ’22, they’re a perfect match. In his geology classes, he learned how to ask critical questions. In art and art history, he imagined creative answers. Four years of exploring, creating, and embracing new perspectives lead him to his greatest passion yet–architecture.
In the middle of Congo Square, Malik Bartholomew, our tour guide, said, “I would like you all to close your eyes in honor of the resilience and musicality of enslaved Africans on American soil.” Standing in the heart of Louis Armstrong Park, located in New Orleans, I felt that this was a sacred place.
While studying abroad in Copenhagen, Hayden '22 put his econ & global studies double major to the test during the Arctic Opportunity Explorers Challenge. Working with students from across the globe, he devised solutions to real-world problems in the Arctic.
I cannot make up my mind, which, to be honest, is why I am a triple major with a minor. Sounds crazy, I know, but at St. Lawrence, it makes sense somehow. Here’s why.
I’ve played lacrosse since I was six years old, and during my first three years at St. Lawrence University, I was an enthusiastic member of the women’s lacrosse team. Competing with a collection of fierce, skilled, and dedicated female athletes has been one of the best experiences of my life. However, my senior year, I made a decision that would shock even myself. I quit.
At times, I feel I am a ship at sea navigating a tricky coastline. Every assignment I complete is a jagged rock narrowly avoided. Each essay a tumultuous wave forcing a change of direction. With so many obstacles, it seems unavoidable that I would eventually be overwhelmed.