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February/March 2011
PERSPECTIVES
The Lance
Letter from the
Editor
Happy Chinese New Year (year of
the rabbit)! Happy Black History
Month, Happy belated Valentine’s
Day, happy upcoming St. Patrick’s Day, happy, happy,
happy!
I realized as I was putting this issue together, that there’s
a lot to be happy about. It’s no secret that St. Andrews has
been going through some trying times. But, it’s also no secret
that when people get together to make things happen, things
can change. When people are positive, and believe in the
best for the future, good things will follow. And the same
applies to The Lance. It can be a little discouraging some
times, feeling uncertain, and knowing that there’s no way to
please everyone. But, the idea behind this paper is that it will
keep improving, and serve as a reflection of the continual
evolution of SAPC.
I also realized that with everything going on, with all the
bitterness and stress that a lot of my fellow ‘St. Androids’
have expressed, with all the cynicism and pessimism that is
so easy to fall victim to, somehow, despite it all, there’s been
quite a lot of beauty around here lately, quite a lot of good
things!
For example, MLK day of service was an even bigger suc
cess than last year! Our Christianity and Social Action course
is busy serving the community, our politics courses are
teaching us that there’s more to politics than “political
games”, so to speak... and those are just two examples! It’s
really about making a difference.
The longer I’m at St. Andrews, the more I realize that
success is making a difference. I’m not saying accept things
that you don’t like. I’m saying if you don’t like them, find a
way to change them, and not out of anger or resentment,
but out of love and care. So, as you read through the pages
of this issue, pay special attention to our new “Contest for a
Cause” section, which will actually prove the point that I’m
making.
I hope you all enjoy this issue ofThe Lance, and remem
ber, use your passions for taking action! Every litde bit
counts! Special thanks to everyone who contributed to the
making of this issue in whatever way, particularly Bryant
Ferrell and Ren^e Jones for their contributions, and thanks
to you for reading.
Sincerely,
Alice V-Z Harrison
Editor, The Lance
From tunnel vision to
world vision: The journey
at St. Andrews
Tyler Lee
Class of 2010
I came into freshman year with everything figured out. I
hit the ground running during pre-season in volleyball and
then, with every intention, charged right into the required
freshman classes once they began. My plan was to fight to
stay afloat amongst all the mandatory business classes once I
decided, during the spring of my freshman year, that it
would be my major. If that wasn’t enough I also dove right
into a minor; Therapeutic Horsemanship. Back then, I day
dreamed about how sweet it would be to have President
Baldasare hand me my diploma on that fine May morning
in 2010. I’d finish college armed with the knowledge that all
those late nights franticly studying for those Business and
Therapeutic Horsemanship finals were not done in vain.
Fate laughed in my face about my plans sophomore year.
Like many freshman, I suffered from chronic tunnel vision.
I felt pressed from every angle; the image I felt I had to live
up to in order to please my parents, the practices that I had
to be on time for, names of professors I needed to remem
ber, and the entire concept of classes. During that time I
was, no doubt, running on autopilot. I was getting done
what had to be done.
As my eyes began to open up more the next year, I real
ized that there were other options outside the Business and
Therapeutic Horsemanship track. Knowing that I’ve practi
cally been married to writing ever since I was born, I sought
out more Creative Writing classes as well as some other off-
the-wall ones just for fiin such as Computer Graphics. The
further I drifted from my business focus the more intriguing
the others became, especially the writing courses. I contin
ued bouncing around until I decided that a Liberal Arts
major proved to be just what the doctor ordered.
St. Andrews became more of a community than a college
as the years progressed. It grew into a place where I could
kindle inspiration and see my goals come to life with the
help of the faculty and staff as well as my friends. The
arrangements of classes I enrolled in only enhanced my abil
ity of becoming a more seasoned person.
In early July last year, I accepted a position at Duke
(See Vision, Page 5)