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College can be a time of self-discovery and self-growth. Whether this means discovering new hobbies, trying a new area of study or exploring your sexuality, students learn a lot about themselves in four short years. While all of these shifts are widely acknowledged as part of the “college experience,” religion and spiritual growth are often overlooked, despite their significance.
Being an undergraduate adviser takes a special kind of heroism. Imagine in a common room or basement, leading students in icebreakers or doling out instructions, only to receive blank stares and awkward silence back from their residents: This is a typical moment for many UGAs. But besides the more mundane moments, UGAs have the important responsibility to mentor and care for their residents while also enforcing College policies when trouble arises. This balance can be complicated, some UGAs said.
Parents’ Weekend has come and left us. The past few days, we watched as scores of ’27s and ’24s, accompanied by family members, strolled around campus. Their feet rustled trodden leaves, and they excitedly pointed out various landmarks around campus.
Throughout Orientation Week at Dartmouth, the ’27s were repeatedly asked the same question: When have you felt like you belonged? Housing communities at Dartmouth were designed to address this question by providing first-years with an immediate sense of community.
Ah, fall at Dartmouth. The foliage is at the peak of its brilliance, the river is still warm enough for a daily dip and, if you’re tired of on-campus activities, you can take a trip to the Norwich farmer’s market or go apple picking. These elements create the perfect storm for a romantic escapade! At Dartmouth, fall is the season of love and excitement as the new academic year starts. Or is it?
Despite limited clothing store options within walking distance of campus, Dartmouth students can be considered to be quite fashionable. On any given day, students can be seen adorning the hottest trends, dipping into the styles of 30 years ago or perhaps sporting a thrifted sweatshirt after a trip to Listen Thrift Store. Take a stroll across the Green on a Monday, however, and you may notice an unusual abundance of something else: vests.
It’s the start of a school year: That means new classes, new faces and for most student organizations, new members. The excitement that comes with welcoming a new class manifests in unique ways for different clubs as they do their best to help these members, who are often also new to Dartmouth, find a sense of home. At a school where the majority of students participate in some type of extracurricular group, these communities can grow to feel like family. And in true Dartmouth style, a lot of that starts with tradition.
At 7:45 a.m. three to four times a week, eight Dartmouth students stumble into a room in Dartmouth Hall and repeat something in German roughly translating to “Ricardo will go to the store today” back to a drill instructor. The instructor gestures wildly, enunciates and, if a student makes a mistake, gets down on a knee, repeating the phrase slower and more deliberately. To an outsider looking in, Dartmouth’s drill system, formally known as the Rassias method, is quite the case-study in unconventional ways to teach. So, how did drill start, and what is its purpose?
It’s Week 3, but it’s not quite Red (Taylor’s Version) season yet, and the autumn leaves aren’t quite falling down like “pieces into place.” It feels as though we are on the precipice of the seasons turning from green to gold, or at least that’s how I am feeling about my senior year. Each morning feels just a little bit chillier, and planning for the future looms closer. There are still crowds of new unfamiliar faces in the line at Novack, and it’s hard not to think about people who have recently graduated and moved on and away. They were the ones that once stood in the shoes of the freshmen behind me, and with every week that passes, I am acutely aware that this is my third and final fall in Hanover.
Whether you’re partaking to rejuvenate your mind or strengthen your body, yoga has something for everyone. According to the American Osteopathic Association, yoga offers an extensive list of the physical and mental benefits, which range from increased flexibility to better cardiovascular health to improved mental health. Luckily, the Dartmouth community can try their hand at yoga both on and off campus. Two popular options are Mighty Yoga, which offers classes in the Town of Hanover, and the Student Wellness Center, which hosts free yoga sessions right on campus.
When the clock strikes 11 during an on-night, mobs of freshmen fill the streets of Dartmouth’s campus. Instead of heading to tails or to play pong in a fraternity basement, they flock to the Choates or the Fayesment. Even during the era of the frat ban, Dartmouth students still find a way to party.
With the match tied 8-8-2, mayhem broke loose. A well-placed return led to a tough dig. The ball popped into the air, high enough that a slam was inevitable. A paddle struck the ball with an undeniable velocity — but it was all for naught.
Arriving at Dartmouth for the first time garners both excitement and nerves. Understandably, the latter reigns supreme for many students who are not only coming to live in Hanover, but also in the United States, for the first time. The Class of 2027 is Dartmouth’s most geographically diverse in the College’s history, with students arriving from 75 different countries. This means that helping international students adjust culturally to Dartmouth is a growing concern. For international students, the International Student Pre-Orientation Program and International Student Mentoring Program attempt to facilitate a smooth transition to Dartmouth life and culture.
Just northeast of Hanover, a mere few hours away, lies New Hampshire’s famous range of “4,000 footers.” Referring to the 48 peaks in New Hampshire’s White Mountain range with elevations of 4,000 feet or higher, the 4,000 footers play a central role in one of the great American hiking challenges: known informally as “the 48.”
If asked about the state of the bar scene in the beautifully unsuspecting town of Hanover, most Dartmouth students might chuckle and respond with “it’s nonexistent” or “what bar scene?” Due to Greek life’s strong presence at Dartmouth, some students may not understand the appeal of bars and pubs such as Dunk’s Sports Grill or Murphy’s on the Green in this small town. However, for some, these town spaces offer somewhat of an escape from the typical Dartmouth social scene. This week, I spoke with those involved in the town nightlife scene to better understand what it has to offer. Bring your buddies and leave your car keys behind because your next Friday night might just be a bar crawl through Hanover.
Well, here it is. The long-awaited off term. I am currently taking a 10-week sabbatical from school, or what we Dartmouth students call an “off-term.” The off-term is a unique facet of life at Dartmouth. For some, it is a refuge — a period away from Hanover that feels much needed and deserved. This time away from campus can be used to spend time abroad or pursue internships. For others, however, it’s quite stressful. This break in the D-Plan is often the cause of distanced friendships and break-ups. It can also be hard to find something to do that feels fulfilling. In many cases, it feels like leaving home all over again — especially after you’ve spent the past year or two carving out your place on campus.
There was an air of mystery in the Class of 1953 Commons this summer. With floor to ceiling tarps covering the once beloved sandwich and salad station, the construction of “The A9” station — a new dining serving area that is free of the top nine allergens: dairy, eggs, peanuts, tree nuts, fish, shellfish, sesame, wheat and soy — garnered curiosity among students.
I wrote my first article for The Dartmouth during freshman winter. In a reflection on COVID-19, I assembled a messy concoction of words that required multiple rounds of initial editing before it could even qualify as something that had the “potential to be published.” How cocky I felt before hitting send on the submission email to my editor — how ashamed I felt to receive the “the writer seems to be using this as his own personal diary” comment. It feels odd now to be writing an Editors’ Note for the same section in which I once felt like a failure. But change can happen in the span of a few moments, even ones that appear so distant but feel so close and connected, as if that article with a lengthy chain of red marks stared up at me only yesterday.
On June 16, I departed for my study abroad program — the LSA in Santander, Spain — with Dartmouth. When I left, my sister sent me an article in The New Yorker called “The Case Against Travel” by Agnes Callard. It describes time abroad as a manner of “obscuring from view the certainty of annihilation” and tricking oneself into believing we are growing. After reading this piece — which describes travel as “preparation for death” — I was suddenly self-conscious. I hugged my parents goodbye and boarded the plane for Madrid.
Anthropology professor Elizabeth Carpenter-Song recently wrote a book about homelessness in the Upper Valley region. Titled “Families on the Edge: Experiences of Homelessness and Care in Rural New England,” the book provides an in-depth overview of the practices and policies that have failed rural New England families facing homelessness. The Dartmouth sat down with Carpenter-Song to discuss what inspired her to write the book and the lessons we can learn from it.