By Cassie | March 20, 2013
Earlier this week as I was walking around campus from class to class, the misty rain slowly soaked me and the cold hit my face with a vengeance. As I looked around, the sky was murky gray, all of the tree branches stood bare, the muddy ground held puddles, the wind blew from every direction, and I was confronted by somber faces and construction as soon as I walked out of my dorm. I realized that this incredibly undesirable weather was extremely similar to another day I had experienced at Ohio State…..the day of my first college tour.
I clearly remember the first tour I took at Ohio State, as it was also my very first college visit. Ohio State was the school my dad graduated from, so of course he was more than excited to show me his old stomping grounds. If I recall correctly, it was a February afternoon when I joined up with my first college tour group, and needless to say, it was not an ideal day to view campus.
In my mind, I pictured historic, castle-like buildings with ivy climbing the walls, people lounging outside in the sun, big oak doors and green grass and distinguished professors all around and students who looked like they were having the time of their lives…I guess.
In all honesty, I knew very little about college, being the oldest child in my family. I had absolutely no idea what I wanted in a college, but from the first few moments of the tour, I had convinced myself that whatever it was, it was NOT at Ohio State.
The people on my tour were more concerned with keeping their umbrellas in place than focusing on what the tour guide was saying, I was cold and wet and miserable, and there was little our tour guide could do to bring forth any amount of excitement in us. As we walked, my dad also interjected information seemingly every five to ten feet of ground we covered, which unreasonably irritated me even more. To say the least, it was not a tour that made me want to come back. The beauty of campus was lost in the rain and grayness, and I never even gave it a chance.
As I walked through a similarly damp and dreary campus the other day, it made me start to think about what might have happened had I not chosen Ohio State. It was the best choice I could have made, and every day something else happens to reaffirm why I am so lucky to be here.
I was taken back to that first tour, and realized that although Ohio State didn’t have the Ivy League feel I was apparently expecting, and that even though our weather patterns are sometimes sucky and unpredictable, that anywhere but Ohio State would be so wrong for me. The sheer number of opportunities I have been given as a student at this great university are unbelievable, and I could handle the gray skies every day if it meant I got to be a part of this. Because at Ohio State, there’s something bigger than yourself. There are opportunities of a lifetime! Many of these I have embraced, and many more I am just beginning to realize the value of.
With many changes ahead in my own life and the lives of many people I know, I think that now is a good time to reflect on this past school year and the opportunities we have been given as a result of this great university.
What are you thankful for? Maybe it’s also time for you, like it is for me, to start to plan how to go about actively seeking out opportunities rather than waiting for them to come to you. What do you want to do at Ohio State in the time you have left? What resources could you explore? All I know is that sometimes its the littlest things that have the most impact.
I am a student at The Ohio State University, a position I often take for granted, as do so many others. That in itself is an amazing opportunity. I am, and will forever be, a Buckeye. I hope you will join me in embracing just how lucky and blessed we are to be here.