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	<title>Midd:day &#187; 2008 &#187; May</title>
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		<title>How familiar&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 13:29:51 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Alex Schloss]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Back in Brooklyn, I unexpectedly ran into a friend from Middlebury on my block yesterday. It might not seem so strange; a lot of Middlebury students hail from the Big Apple as I do. This chance encounter caught me off guard though because I had just been thinking about how good it felt to be [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">Back in Brooklyn, I unexpectedly ran into a friend from Middlebury on my block yesterday. It might not seem so strange; a lot of Middlebury students hail from the Big Apple as I do. This chance encounter caught me off guard though because I had just been thinking about how good it felt to be walking around in a city—the noise and smells, the sights and the pace—how different it was from Middlebury. How different the busyness of urban life was from that of life at school, how strange it felt to look at the people I passed and not recognize a single face in a neighborhood that otherwise felt so familiar. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">As I turned the corner, I made eye contact with the next presumed stranger. Instead, I saw a face that I recognized. Sylvia and I chatted for a few minutes, I met her mother, and we walked away with tentative plans to meet up soon. It was so nice to have the familiarity of both of my “worlds”—Middlebury and New York—all in one moment. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman"><span id="more-9"></span>When I first started at Middlebury, I tried to separate the two. I wanted to maintain my city life, but also experience Middlebury to the fullest. My time at Middlebury seemed entirely campus-centered. Two and half years later, my experiences in both places are so intertwined that I cannot imagine putting them into separate categories. My friends from each place know each other, and if not, then at least names and plenty of stories—enough that if these friends were to meet, they would waste little time playing catch up. There are definitely parts of my urban upbringing that I may never adapt to life at Middlebury. I do not always remember that cars will stop for me in Vermont. Sometimes the drivers and I engage in a long waiting game as I stand on the curb, expecting them to pass me first. On the other hand, my penchant for flannel is a little foreign to my friends and family at home. That said, my life at Middlebury and my life at home are now virtually one and the same. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: small"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">As I look ahead to this summer, I am so grateful that my Middlebury experience is not restricted to life on campus. I am spending the summer in Washington, D.C., a city with which I am unfamiliar. Without realizing it, I chose a city that also has a substantial Middlebury population, at least during the 2008 summer. My community is being transplanted from Middlebury to D.C., and I couldn’t be happier. I am still looking forward to exploring a new city, to being one of those anonymous faces in the rush of urban life, but I will be on the lookout for some familiar Middlebury faces too. </span></span></p>
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		<title>The Great Outdoors</title>
		<link>http://blogs.middlebury.edu/1800society/2008/05/10/the-great-outdoors/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 18:08:05 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Alex Schloss]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[McCardell Bicentennial Hall]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Tonight I made a comment to my sister that she should use her backyard more. As a graduate student, she told me that she would love to get outside more and “take advantage of nature,” but lately she has not had the time. For someone who grew up in a city, in a land of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">Tonight I made a comment to my sister that she should use her backyard more. As a graduate student, she told me that she would love to get outside more and “take advantage of nature,” but lately she has not had the time. For someone who grew up in a city, in a land of high-rise buildings and attached houses, <span style="font-family: Times New Roman">this idea of nature is not so strange</span></span><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">. David Rakoff summed it up best: if a New Yorker wanted greenery, he should order a plate of spinach. </span></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">I chuckled as I looked out at my sister’s fenced-in plot of nature. At Middlebury, I have been “introduced” to nature firsthand. I spent my first few semesters admiring the natural beauty from afar—from my room in <a href="http://www.middlebury.edu/campuslife/commons/ross">Ross</a>, overlooking the Champlain Valley and the Adirondacks to the west. I had a few outdoor labs for my first-year seminar, but I think I was too wrapped up in the newness of school to realize what a fantastic opportunity the surrounding areas offered. It was only this year when nature and I finally had a real introduction. I went on my first hike—a great hike—up <span style="font-family: Times New Roman"><a href="http://www.vtstateparks.com/htm/camels/">Camel’s Hump</a></span></span><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">, part of the Green Mountains in Huntington. From the peak you can look across from New Hampshire to New York. It was one of the best days I’ve had in Vermont. </span></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman"><span id="more-8"></span>Later in the year, I spent five out of our thirteen lab periods outside for my introductory biology class. During our first lab, we stomped through a few feet of snow into a patch of forest behind <a href="http://rjohara.net/varia/middlebury/bicentennial-hall/">Bihall</a>. A few of us seemed to freeze immediately, but when we went out into the snow a few weeks later, we were not as bothered by the cold. This time we explored a part of the forest held by the <span style="font-family: Times New Roman"><a href="http://www.maltvt.org/">Middlebury Area Land Trust</a></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">, a local non-profit land conservation organization</span></span><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">. My lab partner and I counted different tree species in our plots to determine the impact of an invasive tree species<span style="font-family: Times New Roman">, European Buckthorn</span></span><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">. I had no idea that invasive plants posed such a problem in Vermont. Now I can recognize the native and non-native species and understand what the threat of species displacement means, even on a small-scale. </span></span></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman">Once the snow melted, the outdoor labs were truly a blast. We threw on “waders”—either thigh-high or chest-high rubber boots—in order to examine the ecology of the Middlebury River. We walked upstream and downstream, in the sun and in the rain, to observe the variety of aquatic insects and categorize them. My lab partner, another student from a city, showed how out of our element we were when she used her umbrella during lab, even when we strode into the middle of the river. At one point, I even fell in the water (thigh-high waders were of no use then), but it was still a privilege to be at the river. I thought about how fortunate I was to go to a school like Middlebury, to have an experience like this one. Not only was I able to take advantage of the natural beauty around me, but also to do it in my free time and in class. I only hope my sister has the same opportunity as part of her education.<span>  </span></span></span></p>
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