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A day at Dartmouth is like a never ending to-do list. Students rush between classes, meetings and meals, sometimes already late for wherever they’re headed next. But between all the hustle and bustle, the smaller moments are what stand out. A door held open. A wave and a smile to someone passing on the green. Someone slowing their pace to walk alongside a friend.
This article is featured in the 2026 Winter Carnival Issue.
This article is featured in the 2026 Winter Carnival Issue.
This article is featured in the 2026 Winter Carnival Issue.
This article is featured in the 2026 Winter Carnival Issue.
Dearest fine readers of Mirror,
Every day, hundreds of students pass through Baker Berry Library to get a moment of warmth from the below freezing temperatures of Hanover, N.H. At its grand entrance, Reiss Hall — otherwise known as Blobby — the many couches and group tables rest atop a checkered floor, bustling with students. Welcome mats become covered in snow, couches get moved, tables shift — chip bags and muddied footprints from the snow are left behind in the continuous flow of students.
Every first-year Dartmouth student inevitably runs late to a Molly’s dinner by discovering the records store on Main Street. Time easily flies by as they get lost in the various pop artist prints, Dr. Seuss stickers and old 90s records. The rpmNH Records and Posters store’s owner is a man who wears many hats: storyteller, geologist, artist and longtime resident of Hanover, Brian Smith.
Anna Leversee is program manager for social sector leadership at the Dartmouth Center for Social Impact. With more than 10 years of experience in social impact programming, mental health and education, she has worked in numerous local, national and international contexts, including teaching in Medellín, Colombia, and leading educational nonprofit programs in Massachusetts. The Dartmouth sat down with Leversee to discuss her experiences with and approach to social impact, as well as her advice for students interested in pursuing careers in public service.
Recently, I’ve spent a lot of time driving through local one-lane highways to find stories for my podcast class. The car I take doesn’t have an aux cord, so as I weave through snow-capped trees, I do a lot of thinking. This week my mind has been wandering to my first-year self: Young, bright-eyed, one foot in front of the other into Mid Fayerweather room 109. During Orientation Week, I sat on my twin XL knowing four things: I wanted to join a comedy group, play club field hockey, go on the London abroad for the English major and, of course, write for Mirror. In amazing news that would shock and delight this version of me, all of these things came true!
Dear Freak of the Week,
Snow arrives on campus without regard for schedules or syllabi, slipping into the spaces students usually hurry through. Walkways narrow, buildings recede and the familiar becomes briefly unfamiliar. Between one class and the next, time stretches just enough to notice breath in the air, light in windows and the sound of footsteps softened by snow. These photographs linger in that in-between moment, where movement continues, but urgency fades, and the campus learns to move at winter’s pace.
I often make comparisons when I travel. What’s different and what’s similar in ways of living a life? Since I’ve been living in the United States for about two years now, as I study at Dartmouth, it’s often easy to ignore how capitalism really emerged and subtly became an accepted way of life for me.
What a storm! This weekend, I felt nostalgic for the New England winters of my childhood, watching the steady snowfall blanketing Hanover’s streets. As much as stomping across campus for my 10 a.m. class sucked on Monday, I could never hate the magical feeling of fresh, sparkling snow.
Dear FOTW,
The first line of Kaveh Akbar’s poem “Wild Pear Tree” goes, “it’s been January for months in both directions.” This has been the crux of my winters at Dartmouth. It has taken me a while to get used to the New England flora of forests and short brick buildings. Many times I have found myself relieved at the sight of a slab of concrete when I travel down to Boston.
There is nothing more enjoyable than drinking a fine cup of tea. I have previously ventured into Hanover in pursuit of the finest cup of Earl Grey tea, and now I return to Hanover’s coffee shops and bakeries in search of an excellent cup of English Breakfast tea.
Dear Freak of the Week,
Andrew Leland is the author of “The Country of the Blind: A Memoir at the End of Sight,” a Pulitzer Prize finalist that explores Leland’s gradual loss of sight. Leland, who has eye disease retinitis pigmentosa, said he is now left with “tunnel vision,” so seeing is like looking through a “toilet paper tube.”
As I progress through my senior year at Dartmouth, I go back and forth between feeling as though freshman year was a lifetime ago or just last week. This seems to be a universal experience among my friends, and we all reflect on how far we’ve come in different ways. Some remember the time they took ENGS 12 on a whim and instantly fell in love with the hands-on creativity of the human-centered design minor. Others reminisce about their first Hanover winter and how they have since learned to prepare for the toughest season on campus.