“I think college is when many people find themselves and because MHC is such a supportive and empowering environment, students are able to voice their opinions without fear.”
Saying that, I graduated. I have taken four years worth of
knowledge and finished in three and a half years. Yes, I am a bit crazy and
extremely driven. This is what gives me hope for the future. I know I will
achieve my dreams it’s just figuring out the next steps that is scary.
As I have said in past posts Mount Holyoke loves its
traditions. So here is a glimpse into my last few weeks of undergrad:
Strawberries and
Champagne:
On the last day of classes, Seniors are invited to join the
Alumni Association in having two glasses of champagne with strawberries. This
marks the beginning of a new turning point. Plus, it’s yummy!
Senior Ball:
Basically, it’s our last party. It’s huge. There was an open
bar, black jack tables, photo booth, and a dance floor. I don’t usually go to
this sort of thing, but I am so happy that I did. It wasn’t the perfect night
but it ended well.
Finals:
I don’t really need to explain. Although, one cool thing
Mount Holyoke does is there are scheduled finals-where a room is reserved and
professors are typically there to answer any questions that may arise-and
self-scheduled exams. Self-schedule exams are awesome because you choose the
time slot, pick up you exam, go to a classroom, take the exam (2.5 hours), and
return it. This is great because it really holds true to the spirit of Mount
Holyoke and the fact that we support our Honor Code.
Senior Week:
People are left to their own devices and all underclassman
have moved out of the dorms. I had friends who traveled. I stuck around the
area and had a couple day trips.
The Final Count Down:
Everything began on Wednesday. My friends and I went to make s’mores and then went back to my dorm where we sat around and had a few drinks.
On Thursday, we
were welcomed into the Alumni Association and received our silk scarves. My
class year is the Green Griffins so are scarves are green and griffins all over
them. Then we met our Grandmother class (1963’) before going to the senior BBQ
at the President’s House. After some food, we went to our “Last Lecture” where
five selected professors/faculty/staff members gave us our final lecture and
advice about life. There was one who sang us a Beyonce Song: “I was here.”
Early Friday
morning, we all filled into the gym and had rehearsal. Grades were in our mailboxes
and we had our last M&C’s (Milk and Cookies).
Early Saturday
morning, all of the students were dressed in white and a part of Laurel Parade.
We marched from one end of campus to the grave of our founder, Mary Lyon. We
sang songs and looked like a cult. It was great! Then we had a picnic and went
to the open houses where parents were able to meet professors. That evening, we
went to Baccalaureate and listened to speakers. People cried and hung out with
friends.
Sunday morning, I
got up early and graduated. I walked across the stage with my peers (675 total)
and we officially received our BA. It was a bittersweet week but I have fond
memories.
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