there hasn’t been a dull beat or a dance concert I’ve missed here at Bates. This Parents Weekend, I thought I’d be the third wheel along for the ride. Instead, the day proved me entirely wrong. I had initially decided to spend this time staying in, seeing as I was an orphan for the weekend. And yet again, I found myself drifting with the current of parents who temporarily adopted me as one of their own.
The highlight was most definitely the Parents Weekend Dance Concert. A parent courteously allowed me to skip him in line while anxiously awaiting to enter the theater; apparently he had overheard my excitement for the impending student and resident artist-choreographed performances of a variety of genres- step, modern, jazz, hip hop, ballroom, and Bollywood. Here are a few clips:
After, the throng of bobcats swayed me to catch the football game on the newly renovated Garcelon Field.Unfortunately, I left before they lost to Williams- heading over to the Bates College Chapel for Navratri, a Hindu holiday, to practice some Buddhist meditation and chanting.
Needless to say, it was the longest study break that I’ve taken. I wouldn’t generally categorize myself as a procrastinator, but I’d have to say I’m glad I threw the rulebook out the window today. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have run into acquaintances and professors I haven’t seen lately, friendly strangers, or even my custodian freshman year (who still remembers my name!) I’m reminded that I will never be alone or even homesick- because this is where I belong.