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For the surveys, we contacted 411 faculty, of whom 39 responded, and 2,827 students, of whom 284 responded. Because the sample sizes are not representative, we did not calculate statistical significance for either the faculty survey or student survey, both of which were sent via email last weekend. Take a look at what we found.
For decades, Dartmouth’s faculty have been invested in the wellness of their students, both inside and outside of the classroom — with the small community at the College, separating the two is almost impossible. A 32-question Mirror survey allowed faculty to reflect on the current state of the College, and the results reveal that discussions about major issues are far from finished.
As you’ll soon see, this week’s edition is a little different. If you’ve checked blitz in the past few days, you’d see the massive and semi-exhaustive survey blitzed out to students and faculty covering topics ranging from cheating to sex to marijuana legalization to satisfaction with the Greek system. It is certainly not reflective of all students on campus, but we were able to manage around a 10-percent response rate (which, as those of you who have taken stats at Dartmouth know, is pretty good for a survey with more than 50 questions.)
When I told my parents that I had received $7,000 from Dartmouth to drive around the country drinking, researching beer and hanging out in national parks, my dad asked me if I was an alcoholic. I thought it was a joke, but as it turns out, he was really concerned.
Why am I writing this column? I have no clue. It’s my senior year, and I feel like I’m still a freshman. Correction: my knowledge of many Dartmouth traditions — i.e. the lyrics to our alma mater — is minimal despite my best efforts to inundate myself in our “campus culture” (i.e. Bean boots). Until I saw the giant sign, I thought the Triangle House was KD’s new physical plant.
What's in (and what's out — R.I.P. Salubre) this week.
A little blasphemous, a little extreme, very dark and maybe a little bit true. Or completely true, at least in spirit, as I judged when I heard this for the first time. Meet circa-2004 Aaron R. Pellowski ’15, a moody adolescent equipped with a decidedly anti-other-people disposition and an ego so bloated it almost burped. I became demonically obsessed with the theory that any person even remotely in touch with the world should be petrified with disgust.
Here are the six winning shots from our Dartmouth Outing Club First-Year Trips photo contest.
My advice — take one class you know you’ll love, one that will fulfill a distributive requirement and one that is completely random.
’18s, your mere existence makes me feel old. And with that feeling comes the compulsion to convey something that I, like any old person, will preface by saying that you will only really understand it when you, too, are old. It’s cyclic and ironic — and a little sad, to be honest — but bear with me.
My first week at Dartmouth I climbed into a washing machine, my best friend from high school was picked up by Safety and Security, a kid pooped in my hall’s shower and I was sexiled for 24 hours.
The Dartmouth Freshman Housing Guide - 2014
As each sunny summer day slips idly by, you’re probably watching your friends pack their bags and bid their loved ones farewell.
When the Dartmouth Bubble starts to get a little small, the Upper Valley offers incredible views and picturesque orchards to explore.
We’re so excited that in a few short weeks, you will be coming to Dartmouth!
Welcome to Dartmouth, ’18s! I hope you’re ready – college is happening, like, now. Once your fresh-faced, cheerful selves have made it through five days in the woods experiencing the magic of Dartmouth Outing Club first-year trips, you’ll actually have to go to Dartmouth. That means attending classes, meeting tons of new people, probably living with a roommate or two and generally navigating a whole new environment along with 1,000 of your peers. It’s totally okay if you don’t feel prepared.
Moving forward, looking back.
Finding happiness in six steps.
Tis swillig, and the soused did glut themselves in the keel, all teeming were the basements, a freshman’s ideal. Now’s hump day’s eve, the bewitching hours of fraternities, which Peter’s keys and Anubis’s scales sink for eternity.
The first few months of college can be overwhelming at times, when you’re suddenly bombarded with new responsibilities and thousands of new faces at once. Working with the same people day in and day out creates a specific kind of bond. The sense of community I developed through my job was a comforting haven when Dartmouth became a bit too hectic. Finding a job you love on campus is not just a way to make money, but an opportunity to learn more about yourself and your place at Dartmouth.