So we have reached my final day of traveling – my official visit to Northwestern.
My mother and I got to the student union building bright and early and were greeted by the traditional continental breakfast along with current Northwestern students – a nice touch – which allowed me to interrogate the current student body. Everyone seems to love it there, as they should – it really is unbelievable. Following the breakfast, we, feeling rather ambitious, went on an organized tour of the campus, which was nice, but as a friend had warned me, did not go on north campus at all (don’t worry, we wandered north on Sunday)… still begs the question… why ignore half the campus? It’s all beautiful? Oh well.
We arrived back at the student union in time to attend a presentation for the Medill School of Journalism. The program opened with a discussion from the much controversial Dean Lavine. His talk was surprisingly frank and honest – he realizes the difficulty in new age journalism and seems concerned about how his program treats it. After his brief chat, the presentation continued with four senior students discussing their time at the school and what the school had done for them. Each focused in a different area in journalism, whether it be print, broadcast, web design, or photography. It was interesting, but it’s tough to get a good sense of everything when you are looking at a small and likely unrealistic microcosm of the student population – nonetheless, quite impressive.
We then, had a break for lunch – where I chased down and, for lack of better euphemism, interrogated the kid who was interested in photography. He was very interesting and, of course, knowledgeable. He answered all of my questions, took me on a quick tour of the Daily Northwestern’s headquarters, and showed me the photography center on campus; yet, the most important part of our interaction was likely his candor concerning a Medill education. He explained that while the degree opened many doors for him in journalism, the program had done little to expand his photography skill (other than allowing him free reign), and done little to prepare him for any other career other than journalism. To paraphrase, “If you are truly passionate about journalism and you know that you want to be a journalist, there is no better place in the world to start. Here, all the doors are open, and your opportunities in the field of journalism are endless. But, if you aren’t sure whether journalism is going to be your career, this may not be the place for you.” This may have been the most important discussion I had at either school in both days.
Following lunch, there was a brief presentation of the Medill curriculum and we were then dismissed to other programs. One program we ventured into was “Roads to Business” at Northwestern. While most of the presentation was fairly stock, one program that was discussed was interesting, not necessarily because of my interest in completing the program, but because of its approach to synthesizing math and social sciences. The program, which is called Mathematical Methods in Social Science (MMSS), is very competitive and very rigorous – but very interesting.
Our next presentation was on essentially housing and student life – where we ran into the most comical person of our few days. The director of housing seemed like he has been to one too many of these prospective student days and was in rare, sarcastic form. While some may not have appreciated his humor, I thought he was flat out hilarious… some examples…
Student question: “What is the policy with cigarettes in dorms?” (dumb, I know)
Him: “Well, besides the fact that cigarettes can kill you, they will also cause you to be kicked out of your dorm if you smoke them within 50 feet of the building.”
Student question: “How do you receive preference so you can get your first choice dorm?”
Him: “Write your admission deposit out to me, instead of the school.”
Parent question: “Are their coed bathrooms?”
Him: “No. But if there are, I’d like to see them.”
There was more, but again, I think you get the point.
That was about it for my Northwestern visit. We left and took the purple line (which runs express to downtown – very nice perk) to the loop. At the loop, I had a 45 second conversation with a stranger that re-affirms my position that good people are everywhere. We got off the train, lugging our bags, and we had to wait for the next train to Midway. A middle-aged guy, who clearly could see we were airport bound, volunteered that we were on the right platform and inquired to where we were headed. We had a good short talk and he wished us safe travels. Literally, only 45 seconds, but it’s things like that which really can make someone’s day.
Our plane ride back was rather uneventful – not much to be said really. We got back late, and with school the next day, you can imagine – especially after that five day escapade – I was quite tired.
Sorry this post was lengthy, but a diary is a diary right?
Tomorrow – Wednesday - as promised, will be the widely publicized decision.
April 21st, 2009 | Category: Uncategorized |
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