This is my belated thank you letter, the one that extends hundreds of miles and
oceans wide, the one that I should have written to so many people for so many things, the one that never came in the mail or still lies unwritten on my desk. For the things big and small, heroic or ordinary, important or inconsequential. For the people, moments, and places that have swept me off my feet and shaken my small corner of the world. As the Dictionary of Obsolete Sorrows so aptly describes, a memory, a lifetime, “are not just the moments, not the grand gestures or the catered ceremonies, not the poised person smiling in photos, they’re the invisible things. The minutes, the cheap raw material of ordinary time.”
Four years ago, my family – both parents and all three brothers in tow – dropped me off at Goucher in the sweltering Baltimore heat for my first cross-country pre-season, my first real Goucher memory. After four hours of unpacking, sweating, and bickering, I waved them off with a factitiously haughty, “I’ll see you at Thanksgiving – maybe.” Five minutes later, I was lying on my bed staring at the cracks in the ceiling and wishing with all my heart that my family would hear my silent thoughts and come back for me and take me home. I came to the conclusion that if this was what college would be like – silent, lonely, sweaty – then these next four years were going to suck. Continue reading →
A common misconception about scientists is that they spend hours on end cooped up alone in a lab, surrounded by a jungle of beakers, burets, and Erlenmeyer flasks. While the forest of tools may be correct, the solidarity certainly isn’t. As anyone who has ever been in Hoffberger Science can tell you, scientists are anything but solitariness. Science, especially today, is a team effort. Scientists spend time together both in the lab and outside of it. This sense of scientific community is evident at Goucher and is embodied by the Goucher Chemistry Club. The club has several events throughout the year that bring together students and professors from the Chemistry and Biology departments. Continue reading →
It was my third week at Goucher when I decided to get involved with The Q. At my first meeting, I pitched two features articles, a news article, and a freshman column. They gave me one of the feature stories and the column. Thus began the beginning of a transformative, essential, and defining experience to my time at Goucher.
I have learned so much from this newspaper: How to work with difficult people, how to take and respond to criticism, how to be an effective leader, how to stay organized and productive, and how to put out a newspaper every two weeks. But most importantly, I have learned that being a journalist is something I am meant to do when I graduate. I look forward to attending Columbia University’s Graduate School of Journalism this August, honing and developing the skills I have learned through The Q.
Although the job of Editor-in-Chief can be stressful, tough, and unappreciated, it has been overwhelmingly rewarding. I am so thankful that I have had the opportunity to work with such an amazing and supportive editorial staff and that our faculty advisor, David Zurawik, has been an invaluable source of guidance and support. But, I am even more thankful to the previous Quindecim editors, who saw my potential and allowed me to move up the ranks.
When I try to remember the person I was when I moved into Goucher College my freshman year, I can’t really. Change happens so slowly, I couldn’t tell you the moment I became a confident writer, a passionate learner, a determined tennis player. The accomplishments we’ve all made are important, and the goals we’ve yet to reach are not there to taunt us. They are there to drive us forward. Seniors, we may be unsure of ourselves, but there are things we take for granted everyday. When things become stressful, remember those things we are so fortunate to have. Lastly, a quote, because we are never too old to believe: “And above all, watch with glittering eyes all around you, because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
Christine Cherry Sports Editor
I have really enjoyed my time working on The Q! I was really fortunate to be taken in with open arms despite being new this year. I always looked forward to the meetings, laughs, and spelling errors. It was a great run!
I remember my first Q meeting in the first few weeks of freshman year – sitting in the back of the office on the big couch, I was so excited to get a chance to write for the student paper. Though I’ve had various degrees of involvement with The Quindecim over the past four years, I have the same passion for it now as I did during that first meeting. I hope that the upcoming years will bring it the recognition that it deserves and that The Q will continue to be a respected outlet for students to voice their opinions and hone their talents as journalists.
The past couple of months I have been trying to practice the art of leaving college with a certain sprezzatura. I find that this is damn near impossible. My time at Goucher has been… well… formative. Who I am as a person today has been the result of the forming, shaping, and reshaping of my character by friends, classes, professors, and of course, extra-curricular influences like writing and editing for The Q. I started writing for The Q last year when the Ecce Homo wall fresco crisis in Spain happened. I thought the whole Jesus mural debauchery was hysterical and needed to write something in response. Since that first article, The Q has become a constant labor of love, and an every-two-weeks reminder to reflect on Arts and a source of stress when chasing after writers to get their articles in – I mean you Patrick. The Q has been a source of laughter, support, and brought me together with some of my favorite people. Allison Panetta ‘13 thought up the title of my column, Smart Art, last year on the office couch. In the office itself, there have been a lot of new friends, laughs, tears, stress, and perspectives changed, but like college, it is now time to leave The Q and to pass it on to the next generation of students who will make their own memories.
Chief Copy Editor
Four years ago, I walked into The Q office terrified. I enjoyed writing, but I didn’t want people to judge me. I was intimidated by the editors and afraid to speak up or write any articles. I wrote less than five newspaper articles during my first two years at Goucher, instead copyediting hundreds of others.
It wasn’t until I became the chief copy editor that it clicked for me. I was more confident in my writing after reading everyone else’s. I loved sports and began writing athlete profiles, a beat that became mine.
Senior year, I stuck with my role as chief copy editor, but I stepped further out of my comfort zone. I actually opened my mouth at the meetings, I wasn’t afraid to walk into The Q office, and I wrote articles outside of the sports section that I knew and loved. I connected with people I otherwise would have never known. I found a place for myself at Goucher outside of being an athlete.
From the first education class I took freshman year to field work this semester, it’s hard to believe what I thought would happen in college versus what actually happened. Coming off yearbook and the newsletter in high school, I vowed to take these four years off from journalism, being a leader, and doing all of the crazy things I used to do in high school. Do I regret it? Of course not. Would I do it again the same way? Maybe. Do I think I’m a more well-rounded person for pushing through it all? Yes.
I can’t begin to tell you how much the friends I’ve made here mean to me and can’t begin to tell you how many feelings I have coming to the realization that there will be some people I won’t ever see again. It actually makes me a little sad. I hope that those people feel somewhat the same feelings. Graduation is 18 days away, there’s nothing I can do about that, and while I can’t wait for it to get here, I know it’ll be one of the hardest days I ever face.
All I can do now is what do every day… Try to take over the world!
My time with The Q started my freshman year with an interview with Billie Weiss, then editor-in-chief of The Quindecim. Imagine an interview about writing a column with a senior who wore wingtip shoes – intimidating, to say the least. But somehow, four years later, I’m still writing a food column, albeit one that has morphed into something that encompasses more than just food. “Goucher Eats” reflects my growth concerning culture, food science, and more. I have been given a space to express my thoughts, experiences, and recipes. And through this editing experience, I have come to form friendships with fellow wordsmiths and Gophers that have made this fourth and final year at Goucher year such a memorable one. Merci beaucoup!
Ve·ri·tas: noun: truth.
Goucher’s philosophy club stands by their name, Veritas, which means truth. There is not one philosophy
that they represent, but instead, they explore many different philosophies and philosophers. Club president Uri London ‘14 said, “We look at different philosophies: we talk about them, we dispute them. It is a club where everyone is welcome to bring up whatever they would like, be it classic – such as Aristotle, Plato, or Descartes – or controversial things such as porn as it relates to the internet, or feminism, or anything. Anything anyone wants to bring up, we will discuss.”
Right now, the club is mostly philosophy majors or those considering majoring or minoring in philosophy, and there are between 6-8 active members. The club is currently in the rebuilding stages, though London mentioned that it has been hard to sell a philosophy club to students. However, he said there are some positives to this: “We get to talk about classes we have taken, the different professors, and different philosophers and philosophies that interest us. We help each other out in choosing classes, with lowering anxiety when talking to a professor, and sometimes even with paper ideas.” London also noted that because they are all taking such similar classes, they have become very close outside of the club as well.
Something that makes Veritas so unique is the amount of support they receive from the philosophy department. Because the club works so closely with the majors and minors, the department is very willing to help. They don’t just help students plan events. Rather, London said that the department really treats students as their equals.
“They are advisors in the best sense,” he said. “We are the young ones running around doing [most of] the work, and they are the experienced ones there to help us along; we look to them for guidance.”
London also pointed out that while the department is helpful, they also make sure to give the students the independence to plan events on their own.
Every year, the club holds an undergraduate conference that is completely student run. This year, the event occured on April 5. Students from Goucher, the Collegetown network and beyond were invited to submit papers to present during the conference. Besides the keynote speaker, all of the conference’s presenters are undergraduate students. This year, Veritas had students submit work from Kentucky and Texas.
If you are looking to get involved, London mentioned two events that students can participate in. There is the annual Society of Phenomenology and Existential Philosophy conference and there is the annual philosophy conference at Goucher. If you are somebody looking to get involved with the philosophy major or minor, Veritas is a great place to get to know professors and the department as a whole.
The club meets every Sunday at 5:30 p.m. in the Heubeck Lounge. For more information, email Uri London at email@example.com.
“Goucher College has been closed due to inclement weather,” read the email that Goucher students received late Wednesday night on Feb. 12. To most students this was reason for celebration. But to the members of the Model United Nations, this was devastating news. They were supposed to leave for their flight to Boston for the Harvard University Conference the next morning at 3 a.m. Continue reading →
“Inspired by Deborah Madison’s essay collection “What We Eat When We Eat Alone”
Breakfast On most Sunday mornings, way before my roommates have even thought about rolling out of bed, way before most college students have even thought about the idea of rolling out of bed, I get up and watch the sun rise. I put some water on the stove, I listen as the water roils around, I slouch on the sofa bemoaning the fact that yet again, I can’t sleep past 9 o’clock. I watch through the window as the light goes from soft mist to beaming rays, as slowly-yet-surely people begin to walk by my window and head to wherever they’re going in the world. The water reaches boiling, and I begin the process of drinking copious cups of tea. I stir some of the water into my oatmeal, waiting for the grains to solidify, then add quick flicks of cinnamon, ginger, and nutmeg.
The cinnamon dust sometimes pokes into my nose and makes me sneeze. The honey goes on last, swirled around in small circles on the top. Then I start eating, waiting for either my brain to start engaging and clicking and making sense of things or for my hands and mouth and stomach to finish off my breakfast before I even have a chance to realize that I’m indeed up and out of bed. I finish and decide to read something, anything, to jolt myself awake. Sometimes I feel ambitious and strap on my running shoes and fly out the door. Most of the time I just linger at the table searching for a reason to stand up, brush my teeth, and go ahead with my day.
At the high school breakfast table, my dad attempted to engage me in witty conversation or intellectual dialogue. Most of the time, he was greeted with a scowl and a lot of under-the-breath sass. Now in college, I reserve the morning scowling and sassing just for my family.
Lunch More peanut butter, slathered on bread, some banana wedges and honey layered between. Some mango slices. Then I jet on with the rest of my day.
Dinner At the end of the day, I am famished. So I decide to combine everything that rests on my cabinet shelves – dried rosemary, some lemon pepper, an onion, two cloves of garlic, two eggs, some bread. I even wrestle some ketchup from the fridge. I turn the stove on high, slick a pan with oil, slide in some of the onion, the garlic, the rosemary, the lemon pepper, and wait for the sound of a sizzle.
My feet are tapping the floor, my hands are winding a spoon through the garlic. The onion becomes translucent. I crack both eggs and slide them into the skillet, slamming a lid overtop to cook the yolks. The bread is rubbed with garlic, then put in the oven to toast. Five seconds later, I root through a drawer to find a spatula and slide the eggs, garlic, and spices onto a plate where they are quickly capped by the toast. The yolks are soft, too runny, almost raw; the garlic crisp, the onions clear.
I dip the toast into some ketchup, and then open my mouth wide and devour the egg-toast-ketchup combo in record time, deep yellow yolk running down my hands. I don’t bother with napkins. This breakfast-for-dinner is more than I could have ever hoped for.
Dessert I ruffle through the drawer and find a single spoon, and I then tip-toe over to the side cabinet and pull down the jar of Nutella followed by the jar of peanut butter. I scoop up one spoonful of Nutella followed by one spoonful of peanut butter. I decide there is nothing better in the world than this salty-sweet combo. So I grab one more spoonful of each and then fall into bed, content.
After a fabulous, relaxing spring break, we’re back to complete the grueling and arduous spring semester. Between massive amounts of homework and difficult exams, there sometimes aren’t enough hours in the day to make time for things other than schoolwork. However, I find that taking time away from that ten-page essay, or that never-ending chapter in “Beowulf,” or even those terrible physics problems can help create a healthier you. Of course, a healthier you involves time spent on things you love and goals that you’re working towards. Surprisingly, this time has been proven to be better spent when fitness and exercise is incorporated into a college student’s daily routine. Continue reading →