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This Much I Know Is True: Saying goodbye

Posted by on May 10, 2017 in Perspectives | 0 comments

In less than a week I will be done with my undergrad classes, forever. I thought I would be more excited, but actually I’m kind of sad. I’m doing everything I can to avoid thinking about actually graduating, but ultimately, I can’t slow it down. I’ve been trying to distract myself by running errands. Last week I went to target to find some graduation shoes and pick up some toiletries. I think I go to the Maryville Target at least twice a week and have been for the past 4 years, but my trip last week felt entirely different. I kind of panicked when I realized Savannah will have many targets with totally different layouts. Will I be able to quickly locate the dove body wash? Where will the accessories be? Can I find the same gel pens and...

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This Much I Know is True: One step at a time

Posted by on Apr 26, 2017 in Perspectives | 0 comments

I have an old pair of Brooks running shoes that I can’t seem to get rid of. I got them the fall of my freshman year with money I saved up from tips while working at a frozen yogurt shop. I gave a lot of free samples and smiled way too hard at customers, but eventually I earned enough to pay for these shoes that would become my prized possession. As a child I was active, but was diagnosed with exercise induced asthma. That meant swimming, jumping on the trampoline and especially running made me winded and caused my chest to feel tight and shallow. Because of this, I never could run very far. The summer before I came to college I wanted this to change. I decided I wanted to become a runner. I bought a pair of...

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To go abroad is to live a little deeper

Posted by on Apr 26, 2017 in Perspectives | 0 comments

I always knew I wanted to study abroad, but I never knew it was possible for me. During Christmas time, my family would receive holiday update letters. In them, family friends would always mention how their daughter or son was coming home for the holidays after a semester in Cambodia or Italy. As “braggy” as it sounded, I secretly wanted to do the same. I wanted to get out of Tennessee, out of American day to day living and see what it the air smelled like, how the stars and moon looked in a new and different place. I tried to talk my parents into a semester exchange to a Central or Latin American country, but that was about as effective as talking to a brick wall fortified with solid-steel mortar. I took Spanish for 3 years in high...

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MC3 Band will provide a multi-dimensional concert experience at “Cubed” on April 27

Posted by on Apr 23, 2017 in Arts/Entertainment | 0 comments

On April 27, 2017 the Maryville College community concert band, better known as MC3, will be presenting their spring concert entitled “Cubed.” Under the direction of Dr. Eric Simpson, the band will perform “Lights Out” by Alex Shapiro; “The Beethoven Machine” by Michael Colgrass; “Foundry” by John Mackey; “Ave Maria” by Franz Biebl; “Sang!” by Dana Wilson; and “The Machine Awakes” by Steven Bryant. During the spring performance, the MC3 Band will be trying out a new musical identity. “The typical experience audience members receive from a band concert is one of lyrical music,” said member Allison Franklin. “This concert, however, will provide a more modern experience.” Visual stimulation is a key focus within “Cubed.” Audience members can expect LEDs, Rave Music, lighting effects, performers playing in the audience and so much more.  There will also be light tricks...

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This much I know is true: God feels like love

Posted by on Apr 12, 2017 in Perspectives | 0 comments

“I love you so much it hurts.” This is one of my favorite expressions and I know exactly when I feel it. Usually, for Thanksgiving, my family and I make the long and corn-filled drive to West Lafayette, Indiana to see my aunt and uncle. The trip is one of the closest experiences of Hell I can attest to in my lifetime: the scenery is bleak and the sky seems only to get bigger and greyer as we get closer to the destination. But my light suffering is worth it when we finally pull up to the house and my aunt is waiting for us, peaking through the glass door. Everybody runs to one another and the mood feels so special. And we all hug like we think we will never see one another again– the squishy, hard to...

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