Oberlin Blogs

Have you ever noticed that only thing people ask you for the first two weeks of the semester is what classes you're taking?

Some thoughts on teaching intensive ancient Greek.

My friend Connor went home for a few days and invited me along. The result was five days of pleasant exploring, astonishing pictures of ice, and an intensive course in set-building.

...I wanna write you a (winter term) blog post. That's how the song goes, right?

You know the feeling when something that has existed only in your imagination suddenly starts to take shape in reality? Well, that's exactly what the past week has been like.

Surviving my first add/drop period.

Who needs one?

Wondering where I've disappeared to lately? Narnia. Every morning I walk along this path: to meet Mr. Tumnus for brunch. I never go to that mountain over there: cos that's where the snow...

Huskies and cucumber rolls!! Mainly huskies.

Orientation is a tidal wave of emotions interspersed with much shaking of hands and regurgitation of well-rehearsed soundbites ("Hi, I'm Simba. It's so nice to meet you. Where are you from?"). It was hands down the most fun part of the semester — they don't even tell you that you will have to go to class for the rest of your college career.

As our Director of Athletics, William Roth, puts it: "'Learning and Labor' is just a rephrasing of 'sound mind, sound body.'"

Good wolfy, don't chase the elk...