Thursday, Sept. 2, 2010
Reflections on a new start; from opposite ends By Lia Ferrante & Beatrice McQuiston Guest Writers
Our home away from home for the next four years was right in front of our faces as we pulled into Cabrini College. New faces, unpacked cars and frantic parents were all we could see. Not sure what to expect, we held our breaths as we walked to the registration table to join the class of 2014. Seeing upperclassmen with “Move-In” shirts and a smile was a relief as they kindly grabbed our bags without even asking. Walking from table to table to get all our new Cabrini gear made the move-in process more real. Getting settled in and awkwardly talking to our new roommates was an overwhelming and frightening experience, soley because we knew our living space
would be shared for the next year. A million questions ran through our minds, such as “Are we going to get along?,” or “Can I borrow her clothes?” It will take us a while to get used to sharing a bathroom with total strangers, along with carting around a basket primarily designed for toiletries. The anticipation of meeting new friends came faster than we thought when we were split into our groups and meeting our orientation leaders for the first time. Meeting our OL’s took a weight off our shoulders, knowing they would be there for us for the whole weekend. Every second of our weekend was booked with planned events, so missing home never crossed our minds. Little did we know that the people surrounding us would be taking the same journey as us. It was nice to know that every event we went to, our orientation group was coming with us. Seeing all of the excited faces displayed by the upperclassmen as we ran into the gym made us feel more comfortable in our new environment. We were laughing with total strangers while we played silly games, helping ease our nerves and relax.
Any concerns sleeping in a new bed didn’t even cross our minds because of our exhaustion from our day. Whoever was bold enough to hear the haunted stories about Cabrini and go through the tour of the mansion knew it was an event not to be missed. Unconsciously grabbing onto people you didn’t know showed how close the school is even if you were a freshman. The skits they performed for us were informative but in a way to make us laugh. All the time and effort showed how much fun they had the week before. It made us want to be more involved in the year ahead. The comfort of knowing the orientation leaders wanted to eat every meal with us showed how dedicated they were to making us feel at home. Being separated into groups to get a tour of Wayne showed where we would be spending most of our time. Walking past a million stores in the King of Prussia Mall, we knew we would be penniless by the time we came home for Thanksgiving break. The chaos during the bus ride and the constant chatter made us feel that we knew these people for longer than three days. Exchanging email and contact information
made us feel like we weren’t the only people struggling to meet new people. As the weekend was coming to a close, we knew college wasn’t all fun and games. We knew our first night of pulling all-nighters was coming closer than we thought. Like a typical freshman, we were worried about our schedule, our books and waking up on time for class in the morning. We would’ve never thought that the library would soon become our new best friend, when in high school we didn’t even know where the library was. Searching for places to go and people to meet will still be on our minds as new weekends approach. Even though we still get homesick almost everyday, we know that each day will get better. After doing all the activities we never would’ve thought that they would help us be more confident walking through the Cabrini campus. firstname.lastname@example.org email@example.com
Orientation 2010 By Rachael Renz Copy Editor One word that would easily describe the 2010 Orientation exercise would be amazing. I met so many new people, became closer with some I already knew and learned new things about myself. Last spring when I saw all the flyers around campus about the orientation application, I immediately knew I wanted to be a part of it. As a freshman, I came to Cabrini with trepidation and hesitation. I didn’t know what to expect and I honestly don’t remember seeing friendly faces during my first day at school. Granted, I didn’t really want to be at college to begin with but I don’t remember anyone coming up to me asking me how I was doing or how my experience was going. During my orientation training, we were taught leadership skills, how to handle unsure incoming students and how to effectively play icebreakers.
I honestly would have never known how important those training exercises were. Yeah, 90 percent of incoming students don’t want to do icebreakers and stupid games but little do they know how those activities affect their college experience. When I was freshman, I didn’t show up for anything but the first icebreakers and the Phillies game because, why not, it’s the Phillies! After orientation had ended, I realized how my peers had already developed groups of friends, crushes and perhaps even enemies. I completely missed the boat. I relayed this message to my orientation group and surprisingly they took my advice. Even though they didn’t want to do stupid games where you catch a ball and answer a question about yourself, skittles fun fact games or two truths and one lie, they still showed up. Maybe they liked the games, maybe they didn’t but they still bonded over one of these factors. Aside from learning things about each other, I learned a lot about myself. The first day of orientation, I walked up to a father watching students move in and immediately started a conversation with him. I am naturally outspoken and a people per-
son but I would never normally walk up to a random person and start a conversation. We talked for about an hour until we both discovered I was his son’s orientation leader. I am typically the type of person that shys away from my peers. When it comes to presenting in front of others, leading others or being their boss, you can forget about it. But during orientation week, I walked up to anyone and everyone, whether or not they were in my orientation group, to ask how they were adapting to Cabrini. But I can’t take all the credit for my awesome experience. My partner Ryan Pashley was great too. He was outgoing and welcoming to our group as well. We both agreed on every game and how to handle our students. Not only was my partner great but our group was awesome too! We had 16 boys and four girls, which as you may know is an unusual ratio for Cabrini. The boys were definitely engaged and the girls seemed very eager. I was very fortunate with my group. I loved being a role model to my students but also being their friend, someone they can go to for advice or help. I feel as though I learned a lot about people, myself and my future, oddly enough.
I am a business administration major and have taken leadership courses and have defined and evaluated the term leadership half a dozen times. Never before have I applied it to my life. I learned skills that I can discuss in the classroom and bring to my career. During orientation we supplied the freshmen with a haunted tour of the mansion, game nights with awesome prizes, laser tag, photo booths, movie night, King of Prussia Mall trip, a Wayne-area tour and even tours of the campus. I was amazed at all the imaginative ideas that orientation coordinators Brittany O’Connor and Aisling Carroll created. I was truly impressed and maybe slightly jealous that my orientation wasn’t as inventive. Even though the hours of orientation can be long, I couldn’t be happier with my decision. I would definitely recommend others to apply and help with freshmen orientation, because being a leader and guiding the new students can change their experience and potentially change the face of Cabrini. firstname.lastname@example.org
Thursday, Sept 2, 2010
Police should After 5 years, Katrina victims still fighting made temporary contributions and sugar- my head around the idea that people who change focus By Michelle Costa coated progress to the press and ignored the once had a stable environment that they Managing Editor By Liz Scopelliti Copy Editor I think there’s been a moment in everyone’s life when they have been guilty of speeding. It’s an inevitable fact that is bound to take place more than once, twice or a dozen times. I’ve had my license for three and a half years and I’m proud to say that I consider myself a very responsible and conscientious driver. I wear my seatbelt, I use my mirrors, I generally go within 10 m.p.h. of the speed limit, etc. So why, Mr. Officer of the Law, do you feel it necessary to present me with a ticket when I do not have a bad track record? The reason I bring this up is simple: I see no point in negatively altering people’s days solely to meet a quota that should not have been set in the first place. I was pulled over for the first time in my life in July while on the Pennsylvania Turnpike. (Side note: if any of you have driven on this road, you know as well as I do how boring and never-ending it is.) I was playing a game with my mom and while I was thinking about how to answer her question, my foot ever so slightly pressed itself harder onto the gas, which resulted in me going over 15 miles above the “65 mph” zone I was in. Right as my mom told me to slow down, I looked out my mirror and saw the flashing lights behind me, signaling for me to pull over. OK, long story short, the cop was super nice and lowered my “punishment,” so to say. But still, let’s be for real here! It’s not like I was tailgating or swerving through lanes. I think police officers are wonderful people. At least I hope they are. I have had a few minor run-ins with the cops over the past few years, and some are just straight up rude and impolite. I have seven uncles involved with the law, one of whom is a detective, and two cousins as well. They are some of the greatest people I know. But regardless, I still see no point in handing out tickets or citations for simply speeding. If you’re going 75 in a 25, then you have issues. But 10 mph over the speed limit, 15 mph? If we’re all traveling in the same lane without tailgating or endangering the lives of others, who cares? I’m not stupid. You want our money, don’t lie. I also know you have that silly quota to meet every month. How about this: instead of parking on side roads or disguising yourself in blue Ford Explorers, you actually go out and find the bad guys, the ones that continue to terrorize our cities every day? Crazy idea, I know. But take it from a girl who lives in a town where 2,340,398 back-up police cars are called when two people get pulled over for speeding. Chill with the drama and remember how your egotistical ways can ruin someone’s day. email@example.com
long-term damage. No matter how large a volunteer group may be or how many layers of paint is put on a house, no one can instantly help and resolve the mental damage that is crippling the minds of those affected. I believe we as a country take on many tasks at one time. This demand of complicating commitments results in doing work in every direction, essentially at a mediocre level. If prioritizing were implemented, people five years later would not be homeless and still suffering. Reports all over do not hide the astonishing numbers that show the truth behind poor resettlement projects. Currently there are 125,000 people that remain displaced due to the vicious hurricane. My heart continues to break. I try to wrap
called home became homeless in a blink of an eye. It’s years later and hopelessness would not even begin to describe the pain they must face day in and day out. Natural disasters are certainly not planned. Sure, we are given warning but no plan of action is significant or successful enough to save ones belongings that have made up a lifetime of memories. Every person in our world should be granted the gift of a home, a place where a family can be protected and safe. This hurricane was no ones fault. It is our job, our responsibility to restore life and give these people a future that can replace the hell they are currently living.
A few days ago marked the five-year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. On that day, millions were washed away of a future in a matter of minutes. Today, not much has changed; not the change that you would hope to see in five years, anyway. Festive New Orleans has surely gotten some life back but not to the level of spirit and fun it was once known for. It is safe to say that if the city’s levee system had not failed, Louisiana would be booming with a future filled with unique flavor and promising soul. While other states were hit by this firstname.lastname@example.org tal storm, lack of improvement and rebuilding still stands in Louisiana. How is that not one, not three but five years later, people are still displaced and living in conditions that are completely unsuitable and unacceptable? What went wrong in the reestablishing plans that have left thousands robbed of their homes and a life that they once had before the winds hit? The current lifestyle that many are continuing to live is a complete disgrace and embarrassment on our government’s part. Sure, donations upon donations have helped those in need but the depths of destruction have not been properly addressed. Alternate procedures could have restored lives back to the way things were before the 2005 storm. mct In my opinion, I strongly In this file photo from 2005, search and rescue teams evacuated people who had decided to stay feel as though FEMA only in New Orleans, Louisiana during Hurricane Katrina.
Mentoring means ease of mind and success By Felicia Melvin Web & Photo Editor In high school, similar to the majority of seniors, I began thinking about college. I had a hard time trying to figure out what my future major would be and what school I wanted to attend. I really didn’t understand the whole process and what I realistically wanted to do for a career. With all these decisions I had to make and things I needed to get done, my mom knew that a mentor who dealt with these same matters would be a great help. My mom introduced me to a woman at her job who had just graduated from college and she
was very interested in helping me succeed. After realizing that media, web and writing were passions of mine, I decided that communication would be the best fit for me as a major. With my mentor at my side I became a little ahead of the pack because of her guidance and support that gave me motivation to strive as a student. My mentor, who was a journalism major, introduced me to the networking process firsthand. She taught me that building relationships and my skills would be my best start as an incoming freshman. My professors also gave me advice about my field in communication. They helped me realize the importance of internships and working hard in and out of the classroom. Great mentors can also come in the form of your roommate, classmate or friend. Meeting
other college students, especially upperclassman, is a great way to get involved with different activities and also a way to gain long-term friendships. Peer mentors also can help you become determined through inspiration. With that being said don’t be afraid to ask your peers questions and advice. You will gain great friendships and knowledge during your college career. I believe that having a mentor is a great asset, not only to a college student but to anyone who is willing to take advice and learn from someone who has gone through it before them. Although I have not had the opportunity to mentor someone, in the future I hope to give someone else the guidance and direction needed to succeed in becoming an adult and a striving student. Do not be afraid to help someone out or to ask for help.
Receiving mentorship is a great way to become a mentor and inspiration to another student. Going into my freshman year at Cabrini, I encountered and took advantage of countless professors, students and faculty who actually enjoyed mentoring and giving advice about academics, social life and taking advantage of what Cabrini has to offer. Freshmen especially, do not be afraid to connect with upperclassmen and professors who can help you get ahead. Being a mentor is a great way to grow as a student who will do something extraordinary. email@example.com
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