Coming to college was a brand new experience for me. It was a completely different environment from what I ever experienced. Of course I learned as I went along, picking up pieces of information along the way. However, I wish I had known one major thing before I came to college. That piece of information is the importance of relationships with people and accepting advice when needed. The people here taught me to accept advice and, even, to actually use it. I’ve always been a very stubborn person, I didn’t realize that this was hindering me from improvement. The people I met in my first week of college alone taught me this important lesson. New experiences can open your eyes to a different point of view an the people here has shown me that. I listen more intently now and realize that I can’t always be set in my ways. Change is a vital part of life, you must learn to accept this. If you follow tradition you might be steered down the same path you were going, that path may not be the best thing for you. People and your connections with them really matter. Before, I was too stubborn for my own good and I can admit it now. However, I now listen more and that is what I wish I had known.
You might be surprised to hear that I changed in just 3-4 months here at college. That’s what this place does to you. It makes you wonder what else is out there. The faculty and students here were my catalyst to thinking more about other points of view, thus improving my understanding of a variety of things. The people here are influential, it doesn’t take long to realize that. When you come to Fontbonne, things change for the better. You become what you really want to become and learn that change is important and beneficial for you. In the short months I’ve been here, I’ve learned so much. I’ve learned to accept change and I think that’s the most surprising thing about Fontbonne. The influence that it has on you is profound.
“You would never guess what I saw today!” I say to my mother. She pauses before I dramatically respond “A Vinyl Record!” I laugh as I see her anxious expression change to one of slight dissapointment and humor.
I was riding the bus when I noticed it- a man obsessing over his ‘new’ purchase. He fixated on the cover which depicted complex artwork of angels. I gazed, less contently than he, at what I considered a mere vintage artifact. What does he see in those old things I wondered. Does he really have a record player still? Without even realizing it, I unlocked my phone and began to get lost in my own music. Wow have times changed!
Looking at that record made me wonder how things will be in the future. What crazy inventions will outshine our technologies that we love so much, like our high definition headphones, or our convenient smart phones. I mean really, how can these things get any better? By the end of the ride, I too found joy in the vinyl record, for it reminded me that there’s plenty in store for the future!
“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind” -C.S. Lewis
I know I’m writing this rather late, but it’s the beginning of the long weekend, and the end of my first week of classes. I can’t imagine how many of us are relieved we’ve gotten this far. The first week, full of syllabi and introductions, fosters an idea of the remainder of the semester. Of course we can’t fully gauge this! Yet, I’m sitting here thinking, “It’s going to be looooooooooooong.”
But what’s exciting is the prospect of change! We’re celebrating Martin Luther King Jr. day on Monday, a great pioneer of change, his presence serving another reminder that, inevitably, the only constant is change. You can see this in what’s happening so far. Like the way the four final candidates for the Fontbonne Presidency are coming out of hiding through student and staff panels. Imagine what kind of changes that will make.
Naturally, it’s hard to imagine how that change will impact us when there’s gas to buy, bills to pay, and people to meet. What I’m getting at here is that even though it’s the end of the first week and our first taste of the semester, I can’t wait to see what else this year will reveal. And I hope you are looking forward to it too. Cheerio!
I have never really been one to jump outside of my comfort zone; I never really was brought up to. My life has always been very planned, even vacations; we are the family with an itinerary down to the minute. I just thought that’s how it always was! Well, as I have grown up, become my own person, yes, I do love my predictability, but I have learned how much flexibility and spontaneity are important for me to be successful.
I think the first big jump from my comfort zone was going away to college. Yes, I went to a college where I knew some of the people that went there, however, they were graduating that year so we never had classes together and I only would see them maybe in the cafeteria or at rehearsals. I had to meet new people, rearrange my schedule, depend on myself to get my homework done and go where I needed to go without reminders from my parents. This was a huge shock to my system. But after a few months this too becomes routine. Then the next leap: transferring to a graduate program at a different college. Another place to meet people, this time I knew no one, and I now didn’t have the luxury of living on campus I was now a commuter and the classes I was in only had ten people – if that – in them. How would it ever become routine? Well it does.
Student teaching terrified me because yet again, I was leaving my routines, is now in week 10 and I have settled in. I know my schedules, I know my students, I know my peers and I am comfortable. However, this will all end in 2 more weeks. I will be yet again shot into unknown. I have never seen graduation as a happy time; it has always been absolutely terrifying to me. Those routines and bonds you form are shattered the moment you cross that stage. Yes, you should feel proud, but what now? I have a piece of paper in my hands but no clear set routines formed, no bonds in sight. I remember that feeling after my BFA, and it is slowly creeping in yet again. Come May, what do I do then?