A sketch of Johnson Hall - Administrative Building.
For those of you who are not familiar, Meredith College is an all women's college in Raleigh, NC. To my knowledge, it is the largest all women's college in the Southeast with an approximate total enrollment of 3,000. This is my alma mater.
When I was ten years old, I had a dance recital on Meredith's campus. Just before entering the auditorium for the evening, I saw a woman having her bridal portraits made. For whatever reason, I was hooked - this is where I wanted to go to college. For the next seven years, my mind never changed. In September 2000, applied via early decision application for admission to Meredith in the Fall of 2001. I received my acceptance package in the mail on November 1. Just thinking about that glorious day still brings tears to my eyes.
I got home from school that afternoon and checked the mailbox to find a large envelope from Meredith. Since Mom was still at work, I called her to tell her what I had found.
She told me not to open it. Too late! I had already sliced the end with a knife and was waiting to pull out the contents. I told her I couldn't wait - I had to open it right then. She said okay. I slowly pulled out the papers and read the first sentence of the letter...
"Welcome to the Meredith community!"
"MOM!!! IT SAYS WELCOME TO THE MEREDITH COMMUNITY! OH MY GOSH, WE GOT IN! WE GOT IN! WE GOT INNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mom and I laughed and cried and squealed and celebrated over the phone. My next call was to Daddy who I also laughed and cried and squealed and celebrated with (yes, I'm pretty sure my Daddy squealed too)! It was the best day of my seventeen year life.
But why? Why was this so wonderful? Why was I so excited to go to college?
Because to me, this wasn't just a college. The reputation for quality education and well respected women lured me to attend. It was something I had dreamed of for most of my life. Meredith, to me, represented everything I wanted to be.
I wanted the stellar education. I wanted to graduate in four years. I wanted the support of professors and staff. I wanted the female companionship that my heart had so longed for during middle and high school. I wanted the safety of a small school surrounded by a large wrought iron fence and security guards at its only two entrances. I wanted the large dorm room with excellent dining hall food. I wanted the tradition and history that only this school could offer. I wanted to be close to home but far enough away to develop more of my independence.
I wanted to be a Meredith girl.
My years at Meredith lived up to every expectation I had. In class, I learned more than I could have ever imagined, and this knowledge is something I continue to use daily. The endless traditions (Honor Code Ceremony, Ring Dinner, Cornhuskin', Freshman Frolic, Crook Hunt, Spring Fling, etc.) are memories that I look back on and smile. The friendships I made while there are friends that I will have for the rest of my life.
I love that sometimes we had A/C and sometimes we didn't. I love that I registered for classes old school style by sitting in the hallway outside of the registrars office (with no central air) twice a year and praying that the classes I needed wouldn't be wiped off the white board at the top of every hour. I love that we didn't have digital cameras, Facebook or MySpace.
I will always remember the cold winters at Meredith and sledding down the hills after stealing lunch trays from the dining hall. I will always remember my favorite professors and their willingness to help me do whatever it took for me to be successful. I will always remember the friends I made and the memories we shared. I will always remember late night Cornhuskin' practices in the freezing cold.
I proudly wear my Onyx on my right hand. Whenever someone asks if I went to Meredith, I am happy to tell them yes!
I am proud to be a Meredith woman.