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Tier Two (Don't Delete)

The Stevenson Community through the eyes of an upperclassmen

As the newness of the academic year wears off in October, my position as an upperclassman has solidified. I’ve gotten to know all the new faces on campus and I have observed a new kind of respect from not only faculty but also underclassmen.

In the pool, I take the role of JV water polo captain, although I personally wish that I had placed varsity, I still cherish my position as a role model for the new guys. I really got to know a lot of the freshmen through water polo and I’m happy that I’ve introduced many of them to this great sport. As the season comes to a close, I feel that I’ve learned a lot from teaching the underclassmen and helping them become great players. I greatly appreciate the respect my teammates give me in the pool, but also outside of the pool as they give me a fist bump around campus.

Atwood's amazing prefects with our Harry Potter dorm decorations.

In the dorm, as I’ve mentioned in previous blogs, I am a prefect. Although I am not known to be the most serious prefect, I still receive a great amount of respect from my dorm mates. I care for the students surrounding me and I’ve become friends with almost everyone in the dorm. Although being friends with peers while also maintaining the prefect position can cause some strange relationships, I feel that it has worked out for me. While I walk around campus, residents of the Atwood dorm always say hi. I’ve appreciated this acknowledgment from my peers.

As I have spent a good amount of time at Stevenson, I’ve developed relationships with many teachers and faculty. Just last Friday, I talked to my former math teacher, Mr. Alley about the math class I am taking now. I value this care for students that my teacher displayed in suddenly striking up a conversation. Often I end up having a quick three-minute check in with Mr. Tretter, my former Chemistry teacher. I’m not a student of his anymore nor is he my advisor, but we maintain this connection which I take close to heart. These kinds of engagements often occur on campus.

As I see all the familiar faces on campus, I come to realize how well I really know everyone.