I have spoken before about how useful the network between New York and Oberlin when I moved in New York for the first time. When reflecting on my current life line, I can find OBIAS in most of the most important points, each school I have attended, the neighborhood in which I have lived and the extracurricular classes I have attended. This has been a massive part of my first semester in Oberlin, since I have developed friends with people who can relate to me in a hometown. Walking on the Oberlin campus, I see small glimpses of home while greeting my former president of the UN model and the best friend of high school. However, it never occurred to me that these roles could be reversed.
By deciding how to address the winter term, I was definitely within my subconscious to choose a project that would take me home in New York City. I must admit that adventurous, innovative and even international projects that friends planned to embark were very attractive. However, New York was calling Louder; I knew that between auditions and friends, there was a lot of adventure.
After choosing to act as my winter project, things began to fall in place. As most of my friends go home in early January, I thought that this winter period would mostly be family, relax and work. However, this initial solo image of the winter term disintegrated quickly when I stepped on my Cle-JFK flight. Waiting for the transport service of the 6 am, I immediately saw many family faces. After rapidly estimating how many obiah would be linked to NYC of other ferry, I began to account for the expansive OBIE network distributed in the same city during the next six weeks.
While I was established for the winter period, I noticed Oberlin glimpses of the way I see house glimpses while I was in Ohio. The pipe between Park Slope, Brooklyn and Oberlin left traces everywhere. The pool room that frequents with my dad suddenly reminded me of Kahn’s common room. I was frustrated when my delicatessen did not have the decaffeinated article that I wanted, in the same group chat that was usually used to coordinate Stevie’s lunches, my friends and I were discovering what place of coffee we wanted to try. The best thing was my daily walk beyond PS 321, my primary school. There is a ridiculous amount of Obiah, from which I drift or did not even find myself to university, which went to this school together for seven years of training.
Perhaps even more fantastic than the mental fusion of two special places for me was the opportunity that the winter period brought to introduce non -New Bebiars to the city. Throughout the month of January, there was a great emotion of the Obiah entering and leaving the city. Experience the city with new friends, high, go to museums, arcadas, bake), feel as special as my real winter term project.
Nothing could get more excited to return to the campus than plan our spring in Oberlin about avocado toast and beaten in Tribeca. This winter term not only gathered my Obie family, but also made me think about the future. I would love to travel around the country, see the cities of origin of my friends and explore their special places. While this January was not exactly what I expected, there could not be a more magical overlap between the places I love. Thank God for the parking slope to the Oberlin pipe.
