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THE FIRST YEAR CLASS
THE LAST THING THAT THE FRESHMAN CLASS WILL ADMIT TO is being special or
exceptional in any way. When I asked them why they were unique, they
just stared blankly and denied any skills or talents that would contribute to the
extraordinary spirit of the class.
But it is not true. This year's freshman class, the last that will graduate in this millennium,
is fated to be amazing and powerful. If only because of their placement in time they are
unique. It cannot be avoided.
One freshman, Neal Sanding, after
stating that this was one of the most
ordinary and indistinguishable classes
in existence said, "You cannot describe the
uniqueness of a class with broad generalities, you
have to describe the individuals that make that
class unique."
After the initial denial, it became obvious that
the freshmen are individuals with colorful idio
syncrasies, habits and talents that create a strange
and beautiful class. It is the writers that enjoy
handstands and the artists that love the rain and
the musicians that love chocolate bananas that
make this class special.
Everyone in the first year class is talented in
some way, no matter how obscure. About five
bands have already formed in the first week of
school. Artists can be seen for hours outside with
sketchpads spread across their laps and pencils
in their hands. Several freshmen are very skilled
at kazoo and bongo playing. At least two can
maintain a conversation with both feet behind
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their heads, and one can do a six-minute hand
stand.
The first year class is also geographically di
verse. Some come from exotic places like Japan
while others call Greensboro home. Many fresh
men made a short drive to Guilford to get away
from home while others made the journey to es
cape war.
Even while they proclaimed their inherent or
dinariness, their accents and the inflections in
their voices denied it as they felt for English as a
stranger, or loosened the words in a Southern
drawl, or spoke quickly and confidently as if they
were born with the language.
It is amazing that such a small group of people
collected in North Carolina have such a broad
range of religious and philosophical interests.
Dozens of religions are practiced among the
freshman class by record numbers of Quakers,
Baptists, Methodists, Unitarians, Episcopalians,
Catholics, Buddhists, Muslims, Confucianists,
Existentialists, Taoists, Jews, and those who
practice religions that they have crafted them
selves.
One freshman said that he was a Millerite and
fervently believes that the world will end in 1843.
The broad spectrum of hobbies practiced by
first year students truly captures their individu
ality. Many devote hours to volunteer work and
community service while others spend time arc
welding, body piercing, playing with blow
torches, biting, writing, running, playing vari
ous sports, smoking, painting and reading.
The first year class may try hard to hide their
amazing skills and identities, but they are present
in each one of us.
As a group the class is like a jungle with so many
components, personalities and traits that will never
fit together perfectly, but do somehow fit.
This class is wild with color and size and habits,
and its composition will not let the uniqueness of
the group as a whole or of the individuals be de
nied.
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