MY LAST WELCOME WEEK

For most of our lives we have learned to dread the end of the summer because it meant the beginning of school, awkward first day photos and sitting in hot classrooms for hours listening to lectures and handing in homework. The sight of back to school supplies in stores was enough to make us feel…

Saying Goodbye

It’s the moment that no one prepares you for, or that moment that they can’t necessarily prepare you for. They tell you how to prepare for college, how to make friends that first day, and even some tricks of the trade. But how can one sit there and be ready to say goodbye to people…

Life Begins At The End Of Your Comfort Zone

Everyone has his or her uncomfortable zones. Put me on a stage? I’ll throw up. Have me talk to over 300 people about my experience at Marist? I’ll sweat like Carl in the ice age episode of Jimmy Neutron. Do icebreakers with students I do not know for about two and half hours, eight days…

Marist Welcomes Class of 2016

I am a firm believer in sleep and its wondrous healing powers. However, after being an orientation leader this past summer, I believe that sacrificing sleep in order to brag and talk about Marist all day to incoming freshmen is a fair trade off. Getting up and starting each day at 6 am was hard…