I was rather surprised and startled the other day. I went to dinner with a friend from high school who also goes here. As we caught up about the new things going on in our lives, we got on the subject of if he was going to rush or not. He told me a story how he and his friends on several occasions have attempted to get into a fraternity house, and were rejected the the door for not wearing Polo or LaCoste shirts.
The older people said that dressing up was a sign of respect. However, what if it is not someone's style to wear this preppy attire? Is it really fair to turn someone down at the door, refuse to give them a chance, simply based on what they are wearing?
By no means do I consider myself as one of those people who is greatly opposed to the Greek system or finds a way to out them, however I do find it very ironic that an organization promoting brotherhood and unity has the audacity to reject a group of people based on their clothing.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Will We Ever Grow Up?
Do you ever wonder if we actually grow up after kindergarten? I mean, of course we all physically change, however, lately I have noticed that maybe we aren’t that different after all.
Remember in Kindergarten how the class room was always separated by sex? All of the girls would giggle on one side of the rooms as we observed the boys who attempted to show off for us. But then now take my Wellness class. As college freshman you would think that we would be able to successfully integrate, however the boys and girls still sit on the opposite side of the room. Just like the playground.
I have also thought about this concept on a deeper level. And it actually helped me figure out more about where I wanted to go. If you think about it, maybe who we were when we were that young, is still the core of who we are today. But amongst all of the hectic parts of our lives, and through the hussle and bussle of daily living, it’s easy to lose sight of that pure innocent person we once were.
I realized this the summer before last, where I spent a month in Europe hiking. The walking drained the group of students that I was with so much, that as we climbed through the Alps we only had the energy to think to ourselves. And through this time to myself (which was way too much thinking time) I tried to recount for who I was when I was that kindergartener on the playground. I remember that I always loved to explore. I loved adventure and discovering the unknown. And what was I doing at the moment? Exploring. Even though I grew up in an environment where exploration was literally in my back yard, I had never acted upon it and lost sight of that part of myself.
So maybe we all aren’t that different after all. Maybe we should get back to the carefree person on the playground.
Remember in Kindergarten how the class room was always separated by sex? All of the girls would giggle on one side of the rooms as we observed the boys who attempted to show off for us. But then now take my Wellness class. As college freshman you would think that we would be able to successfully integrate, however the boys and girls still sit on the opposite side of the room. Just like the playground.
I have also thought about this concept on a deeper level. And it actually helped me figure out more about where I wanted to go. If you think about it, maybe who we were when we were that young, is still the core of who we are today. But amongst all of the hectic parts of our lives, and through the hussle and bussle of daily living, it’s easy to lose sight of that pure innocent person we once were.
I realized this the summer before last, where I spent a month in Europe hiking. The walking drained the group of students that I was with so much, that as we climbed through the Alps we only had the energy to think to ourselves. And through this time to myself (which was way too much thinking time) I tried to recount for who I was when I was that kindergartener on the playground. I remember that I always loved to explore. I loved adventure and discovering the unknown. And what was I doing at the moment? Exploring. Even though I grew up in an environment where exploration was literally in my back yard, I had never acted upon it and lost sight of that part of myself.
So maybe we all aren’t that different after all. Maybe we should get back to the carefree person on the playground.
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