saint joseph’s university
– Joni Mitchell, ‘All I Want’
This may be the most cliché statement I’ve ever typed, but here it goes: sometimes, it seems, you learn the most valuable lessons in the least likely places at the most inopportune times. Sometimes they’re lessons you didn’t even know you needed to learn.
I’m typing to you from Melbourne, Australia, which is roughly 10,285 miles away from Hawk Hill. Two weeks ago, I left the United States with four Beatles pins, three stuffed bags, two pairs of glasses, and a broken laptop in my backpack.
You read that right: my laptop decided to stop working a mere two hours prior to my flight from New York to Los Angeles.
It has been over two months—TWO MONTHS—since my immersion trip to Ecuador. As time goes by, I find it harder and harder to process the experience that I had. I flew from Philadelphia to Miami and then from Miami to Guayaquil, Ecuador’s economic capital, with twelve other eager, but anxious participants.
I had never been outside of the country before so I was nervous that I would be so shocked by the culture that I would not be able to fully take in the beauty of the country, while still noticing the extreme levels of poverty. However, I can say that while these fears were definitely rational,
– Queen, ‘Radio Ga Ga’
(Before I begin this post, let me just say: WOW, it feels so good to be back! I’ve had to take a bit of a break from blogging lately to focus my energy on other endeavors; last semester, my classes required me to spend all of my spare time studying and working on group projects, and this semester’s internship has changed my sleep schedule — and my life — completely. But I’ll get to that.)
Monday morning, 3:45 AM. One of the four alarms I have set on my phone begins blaring what would normally be considered a fairly pleasant tune;
I have always been a big movie buff. I love everything about them–the creation process, the cinematography and, most importantly, watching stories come to life before your eyes.
And this year I was lucky enough to volunteer at the 24th Philadelphia Film Festival. Last year, as a freshman, I found out about the opportunity through my first semester English professor who recommended it to us. It was such an awesome experience last year that I had to do it again!
The festival ranged from October 22nd through November 1st. It featured a whole array of different films including documentaries,
The city of Philadelphia is not usually associated with the word “kindness” (we all remember HitchBOT’s destruction a few months prior). However, on October 27th, Philly’s 333rd birthday, A Day of Kindness was proclaimed in the city.
This day also celebrated Pope Francis’ visit to the City of Brotherly Love where he spoke about the importance of kindness, William Penn’s wish for kindness, and the Dalai Lama being awarded the Liberty Medal.
At 5:30 PM on Tuesday, thousands of flags of kindness made by people of all ages, races, and backgrounds throughout the city were dedicated to the kindness mission.
This past weekend I was fortunate enough to attend the Mid-Atlantic conference for the National Association of College Activities (NACA) with my fellow Student Union Board exec members. The conference was held in Buffalo, NY (I had never been there before) so I was really excited to road trip with other surrounding universities.
“NACA is the recognized leader in higher education providing knowledge, ideas and resources for campus life, providing our members with programs and events focusing on student and professional leadership development, program planning, concert management, diversity and more.”
– The Beatles, ‘Come Together’
On Sunday afternoon, I headed over to campus to represent Radio 1851 at the Fall View open house. I’d never been to one of SJU’s open houses before today; after I applied as a senior, my family and I took a guided tour and, more or less, decided on the spot that St. Joe’s would be my new home for the next four years.
As I woke up that morning to the brisk morning air coming through my window, the only thing on my mind was snuggling back into my blankets.
– Crosby, Stills & Nash, ‘Raise a Voice’
Northern Arizona University. Texas Southern University. Umpqua Community College. Community College of Philadelphia.
What do students of these four schools have in common?
They all experienced some form of gun violence on their campuses within the past week.
St. Joe’s students were given a taste of this fear this past week, after discovering a threat on the site 4Chan directed at “Philadelphia area schools” posted over the weekend. It spoke of a “beta uprising” that had begun on the West Coast would continue on the East on Monday.
– Led Zeppelin, ‘Ramble On’
Let me ask you: have you ever had a dream – a huge, seemingly unattainable dream – that you chased after, strived toward, and ultimately lived out to the fullest of your capabilities?
Let me preface this with the fact that I consider myself immensely, inexplicably blessed to have such selfless parents,
– Pink Floyd, ‘Hey You’
I’ve said this before in other posts I’ve written about college, but I believe it still holds true: living on campus can often feel like living in a bubble. Our primary concerns include studying for exams, completing homework assignments, writing essays, and working some sort of job; often times, we get lost in this fairly comfortable world of academia, forgetting that there is a whole entire world outside of our physical and mental borders.
If I’m being completely honest here, I find myself in this bubble quite a bit. That being said,