Pugs and Ping Pong Balls: A Liberal Arts Degree
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Hi, I'm Ariana, and I’ll be your protagonist for this new Admissions blog.
I'm 22 and I'm from Washington, D.C., although some discerning readers might know that better as "Bethesda, Maryland." I’m in my last year at Kenyon College, which continues to be not in Africa. I spent my junior year abroad in Indonesia and Brazil.
Like most students here, I meant to be an English major. Instead, I ended up in Kenyon’s most bizarre department, Anthropology. Examples of my curriculum: Dodging handcrafted Neanderthal spears. Banging about on Indonesian gongs and drums. Excavating Twinkies, cigarette butts, and ping-pong balls along the banks of the Kokosing. Roasting lambs on spits. I learned all these important life skills in class sizes of about twenty!
Twenty-one, if you include Alf, the Anthropology Pug.
Elsewhere on campus, you can find me at the Admissions office being a college tour guide and practicing my backwards walking. I’ll also be in the dance studios, choreographing for Dance Team. I am frequently located near the bagel station in the dining hall, and in the photography wing of the arts building. My favorite tree to climb is the Upside Down Tree, my favorite place to nap is in third-floor Ascension Hall, and my favorite class to not go to is biology.
Here on this blog, in the following anthropological missives "from the field," I will show you a cultural study of Kenyon in a way that makes us seem not so far away and foreign. In fact, it might be the kind of place that you can see yourself going. Or avoiding, with fully informed decision…
This quirky castle on a hill is the home I never expected to find, and I want you to know that I love it here. Read on for why!