One of my fears about coming to Kenyon was that I would feel "imprisoned" on this hill for months at a time until I could reach civilization again. While I weirdly came to love the community that you build by isolating yourself in Wiggin Street Coffee or roaming the bookstore, getting off campus is just as common. While I've been to many-a-concert at The Horn on campus, this was my first time jetting off to Columbus to see a big name.
At Kenyon, you will meet the most amazing professors. They are brilliant and will sometimes take to drastic measures to motivate their students. Dr. Benjamin Locke is one example.
Pronounced (kwi-ee-yah fay-cheat meek-hee ma-nyah)
Loosely translated to: who has done great things for me
This is one of the lines in one of my favorite Latin prayers; the Magnificat. It is the prayer of Mary, the mother of Jesus Christ in thanksgiving to God for the great mercy He showed in choosing her to be the mother of His Son. I learned this prayer listening to people at church do a call and response after mass at the Catholic Church I attend in Lagos. It’s a prayer that resounds within me when I think of all the great things in my life. Especially in Junior year, when I have to apply opportunity cost in choosing the interests to pursue in the short time I have left at Kenyon.
We all kept telling ourselves this was a once in a lifetime experience. And, oh, it was.
(Apologies in advance for the crappy iphone photos)
This weekend I finished my English comps AND I went to a ballet. Real Adulthood, here I come.