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Last night I was sitting in the campus center talking with my friend Joelle when Joelle brought up a friend of hers who had visited within the first few weeks of freshman year and a mystery he had created for her last semester. Her friend had asked how Joelle's friend Hays was doing. Joelle struggled with all of her might to remember who Hays could possibly be. The friend elaborated on this mysterious person...dark brown curly hair, spoke German. Alas, Joelle just could not figured it out. However, when I returned to campus it suddenly hit Joelle that I was Hays.
You may be wondering...where does Hays come from? Hays is my middle name. I was named after the small Kansan town where I was born. I decided sometime in high school that I was going to be a completely different person in college (turned out true, but for different reasons) and needed a new name to go along with it (turned out false). When I visited Reed College I went by Hays the entire time; I had their admissions department change my contact info. It felt off.
I'm pretty sure the Joelle mystery is because I mentioned my name change at the beginning of Marlboro and a few of my friends wanted to see if it could catch on. It didn't. I had completely forgotten about it, but it makes sense that a friend who had only visited in that small span of time would remember. Now that there are a thousand and a half Sarahs around, I regret that Hays didn't work. I wonder if my Marlboro life would be different if I thought of myself as Hays and not Sarah.
It's interesting what's in a name and how it can affect how we relate to the world.
In other news, I'm readjusting as well as can be expected. I'm having a hard time with time still. I'm going to go to academic support and get stuff settled. I'm also working on my resume and am extremely hopeful I can get an internship with Facing History, Facing Ourselves this summer. It's an amazing organization that creates and advocates curriculum that includes horrific events often not talked about in classrooms in order to help students see how their everyday decisions actually play a part in shaping history. I'm so excited. I am trying not to get too wrapped up in it, but please! please! please! I really, really, really want to work on world history curriculum in my life. I think it's absurd how little about other continents most American high school students actually learn.
I've got to go shower now! I'll keep you posted!
You may be wondering...where does Hays come from? Hays is my middle name. I was named after the small Kansan town where I was born. I decided sometime in high school that I was going to be a completely different person in college (turned out true, but for different reasons) and needed a new name to go along with it (turned out false). When I visited Reed College I went by Hays the entire time; I had their admissions department change my contact info. It felt off.
I'm pretty sure the Joelle mystery is because I mentioned my name change at the beginning of Marlboro and a few of my friends wanted to see if it could catch on. It didn't. I had completely forgotten about it, but it makes sense that a friend who had only visited in that small span of time would remember. Now that there are a thousand and a half Sarahs around, I regret that Hays didn't work. I wonder if my Marlboro life would be different if I thought of myself as Hays and not Sarah.
It's interesting what's in a name and how it can affect how we relate to the world.
In other news, I'm readjusting as well as can be expected. I'm having a hard time with time still. I'm going to go to academic support and get stuff settled. I'm also working on my resume and am extremely hopeful I can get an internship with Facing History, Facing Ourselves this summer. It's an amazing organization that creates and advocates curriculum that includes horrific events often not talked about in classrooms in order to help students see how their everyday decisions actually play a part in shaping history. I'm so excited. I am trying not to get too wrapped up in it, but please! please! please! I really, really, really want to work on world history curriculum in my life. I think it's absurd how little about other continents most American high school students actually learn.
I've got to go shower now! I'll keep you posted!