I miss Bryn Mawr. I miss Traditions – Athena, I miss Traditions, especially now that it’s Hell Week. I really, really miss Hell Week, in a way that only another Mawrtyr would understand. I miss being proud of my frosh, and bedtime stories (thank you for the dream, Jane), and ridiculous partying. I miss all of the costumes and the drama of the week. I miss that huge sense of community and unity that sweeps over the campus. I miss being part of something greater. I miss being part of a community and living in a community. I even miss Plenary and complaining about not reaching quorum (and you know it’s bad when you’re missing not having quorum at Plenary). Continue reading
Bryn Mawr has an epic brunch on the weekends. Before I even got to Bryn Mawr — while I was still at Tri-Co — I heard about Sunday brunch at Bryn Mawr and how people from all over the Tri-Co (Tri-College Consortium) would show up. And it was a great brunch, even worth getting up and moving by 1 (well, most/some weekends). Continue reading
My lantern, from Lantern Night 2006
Bryn Mawr College has four major Traditions: Parade Night, Lantern Night, Hell Week, and May Day. Tonight is Lantern Night 2011, and that means that the class of 2015 is receiving their lanterns, complete with green glass panes. Continue reading
My home for three years at Bryn Mawr
Byrn Mawr College has an incredibly beautiful campus. I loved living there. I also, as I try to gather photos to show people how gorgeous it is, realize that I didn’t take nearly enough photos. I took photos, of course, but most of my best ones are from my very first year. Continue reading
Mawrtyrs have rallied on Facebook today in response to something posted online by a person who transferred away from Bryn Mawr, a post that denigrated virtually everything about Bryn Mawr (and women’s colleges in general), other than the academics. I am not linking to that post because I do not wish to bring more attention to her words; however, I would like to share a few thoughts about the Mawr.
We have a little saying at Bryn Mawr: “better dead than co-ed.” Continue reading
On Parade Night two years ago, I had my very first Bryn Mawr Tradition and Step Sing as a senior. It was an amazing night. Last year, Parade Night was the first Tradition I missed, and it made me especially miss Bryn Mawr. This year, I am thrilled to be back visiting Chicago, and I spent much of tonight with a fantastic fellow Mawrtyr (the second Mawrtyr I’ve seen since I graduated). Continue reading
Topic #233: Describe the perfect Sunday.
May Day is the perfect Sunday. Traditions, Mawrtyrs, strawberries and cream, the May Hole, Step Sing, The Philadelphia Story, drinks on the Green: all set against the unparalleled backdrop of Bryn Mawr College — how could a Sunday be better? Ordinarily, I’m not especially attached to any particular day, but Bryn Mawr’s May Day is always on Sunday, and every May Day I have attended has been glorious. Continue reading
A lot has happened today; hopefully, I’ll post about that tomorrow. Until then, I have one of the first videos I ever took with my very first digital camera, way back in 2007. My camera’s quality wasn’t very good; my hands weren’t very steady; I hadn’t quite figured out how to take the perfect a cappella video (I had it basically perfected by my senior year, though). However, the Stanford Fleet Street Singers are amazing (well worth watching an imperfect video), and “Prayer To The God Of Partial Credit” has been one of my favorite a cappella songs since I first saw it performed at Bryn Mawr, in March of 2007. Continue reading
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In a way, my experience at Bryn Mawr was bookended by Dar Williams concerts. My very first exposure to Dar was when she performed in Goodhart at the beginning of my freshman year (possibly before classes even started). And near the end of my senior year, she came back to Bryn Mawr and performed in TGH (Thomas Great Hall, to all not in the know). Continue reading