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Bright College Days: January Blogging Meme
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auronlu asked for a school memory. Although she said it didn't have to be a memory of our our shared alma mater, Bryn Mawr College, of course it will be. I have some good memories of high school and before, and from grad school, too, but nothing has had such a formative effect on who I am and whom I will be than my years at Bryn Mawr, and the women I met there. Of course, to then sort through everything memorable that happened during those four years and choose a single moment is nigh-on impossible. But here's one that came to mind right away, because it's probably first time I remember having a crystal realization that I was in the right place, and had surrounded myself with the right people.So, step with me into the Wayback Machine to March 5th of frosh year, my 19th birthday, the day before Spring Break. It was a weeknight, unseasonably warm for early March, and everyone was busy running around trying to wrap up their schoolwork and pack to get out of town, so I had no expectation of any real kind of celebration. But still, a couple of hours after dinner, a couple of friends -- I don't remember exactly whom -- dropped by my room with a blindfold. Fortunately, I had good, trustworthy friends, so I let them lead me blind out of the dorm and across campus to the Campus Center. There, on the steps, I was met by a most surprising sight: a whole bunch of our friend group, with lit lanterns*, and a pint of Ben & Jerry's (New York Super Fudge Chunk, if I recall) festooned with candles. They sang Happy Birthday, swinging the lanterns in unison (more or less :) ), and then we had an ice cream feast, right there on the Campus Center steps.
It was such a little thing in so many ways, and yet it sticks with me, as one of my favorite birthday memories as well as school memories. Because I felt, in that moment, like I belonged. That I had found a community of friends, connected to the much larger community of Bryn Mawrters. That, for the first time ever in my life really, I had found people who would go to some trouble to make me feel special and loved. Some of the women who were on the steps that night continue to be among the most important people in my world, and I can't be more glad of it.
*Every Bryn Mawr undergraduate is given a lantern during her first semester. (See a photo of
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madlori's lantern, and super awesome tattoo based on it, here.) The color is based on your class, and mine, like Lori's, is green. There are various traditional events at which we light our lanterns and sing songs, and leaders called songsmistresses move them up and down to keep time, which is called swinging. If this all seems weird and/or arcane to you, I understand. :) But it was meaningful to me.
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Madlori's lantern is decorated with an owl. Is every Bryn Mawr lantern an owl lantern? As in, each student carries the light of the owls of wisdom?! That is so cool.
If color=class, I assume you mean incoming class year, so every freshmen admitted to Bryn Mawr this current academic has the color associated with incoming class of academic year 2013-2014? (my confusion stems from the fact that universities often associate color with which college you are admitted to as a student or hired on as faculty).
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The colors are associated with the graduating class year, on a four-year cycle. My class (1995, entered in 1991-2) is green, as were the classes of 1991 and 1999. The other colors are light blue, dark blue, and red. So there's one class of each color at all times. There are a few exceptions -- graduate students are associate with yellow, although they don't receive lanterns, and there's a program for students of non-traditional college age, McBride Scholars, and their lanterns are purple, because they form more of a community with each other than they typically do with the students in their class cohort.
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(Of course, it's the lyrics to a Bryn Mawr song, but it fits Hermione SO WELL.)
That T-shirt is perfect. YES, BRYN MAWR IS BASICALLY AN ALL-WOMEN HOUSE RAVENCLAW.
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The history and heritage of your college really piqued my interest though, so I did a little digging. You'll often hear me say this a lot, but I don't regret a lot of things in my life, but one of my biggest was not investigating my colleges a little better. I am a very family oriented person, so something like the culture that is ingrained within Bryn Mawr sounds like something that would have suited me (well, the male/co-ed representation of it, anyway).
I went to Robert Morris, myself, and while I learned a lot, and the experiences were there, they were few and far between. I'm sure a number of other factors played into that, but on the whole, I don't think there's a really strong family based community like that. It's truly remarkable.
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Again, I certainly could have been more adamant about pursuing my own resources, but what's done is done. I'm glad you were able to achieve such a positive experience from it.
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What a lovely memory, and it puts me right back on campus, with the beautiful row of old maples and oaks (?) across from the campus center steps, and the lawn where so many of my kites met their glorious end.
It was amazing to be in a place in real space and time where we felt so much a part of a community of souls, and could trust our friends that much. But we could.
My best birthday was a tea party on Pembroke's lawn for my 21st birthday, since I thought it would be only poetic for me to be drinking tea and not alcohol to mark the occasion.
However, that wasn't my best birthday present. One of my hall group was a dancer. For a gift, she told me to pick out any musical piece and any one outfit of hers, and she'd dance for me. We went up to the studio high above Pembroke arch, and she danced the entire soundtrack of Legend in a Deanna Troi blue dress of which I was foolishly enamored. Sometimes employing candles. Or soap bubbles. Our friends sat around on cushions and watched the performance with me.
I will never, ever have a birthday present that comes close to that.
Bryn Mawr is Hogwarts. I have no doubt that its current inhabitants are continuing to make magic.
(My lantern, for the record, was red.)
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Since my birthday was during Spring Break most years, that was the only time I ever got to celebrate my birthday on Campus. So I'm glad it was such a memorable one.
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