You won’t find a student at Kenyon who doesn’t look forward to the next semester, even among those who don’t get into every course they had hoped for. Everyone acknowledges that there is no such thing as a boring class at Kenyon.
Living in Ohio has helped me see that in their homes and in their communities, people are not Republicans or Democrats, but instead are Rotary Club members, parents and neighbors.
I’ve been thinking back on what I expected when I applied to Kenyon, and the ways those expectations have been exceeded since I’ve arrived in Gambier.
This being my last holiday season at Kenyon, I wanted to reflect on how I’ve grown during each of those Decembers past and present.
Junior year has freed me. Taught me to do what I wanted. How to be alone and find meaning in that. How to try new things and enjoy them. Maybe I did eat alone in the dining hall a few times, but I enjoyed my solitude as much as I enjoyed all the new things I tried this year. Junior year is my time to embrace all Kenyon has to offer, and, in the process, embrace myself.