As one of my numerous Sun buddies who also didn't make it to Reunion (what's up with that?), former Associate Editor Erica Stein '05 offers up some valuable insights about what our college experience feels like from the vantage point of grad school. See if this movie sounds familiar: Not to mention, none of them know what the Hot Truck is (and who cares about your adopted football team?). The whole thing is worth a read: Check out the piece in The Sun's Reunion issue.College is a rousing, linear coming-of-age story with joyful, tearful climaxes. Grad school, by contrast, is an indie flick with annoying characters and no plot that lasts hours longer than it needs to. Working at a college without actually being in college gives you an odd sense of suspension and motionlessness. It inspires instant nostalgia and an accelerating sense of your own aging. The kids leave every year like clockwork while you stay put, your cultural references ever more out of date (seriously, I have students who have never seen The Princess Bride).
I can’t "tell you about my experience." I can only remind you of the ache in your legs at 9:03 a.m. when you’re only halfway up the steps to Baker Hall. The glow of accomplishment from a well-sunk beruit ball and a well-written paper. And the way that the temperature drops 10 degrees and you can breathe again when you step into Goldwin Smith on a hot day.
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