By Anna Risolo
The college decision did not come easily for me. I attended a community college close to home for a year and a half. Then, I considered attending the University of West Florida, Queens College, LIU Post, and even a university in Connecticut.
I never looked at Molloy College, until one day when I went to visit my best friend Megan at school on my break for lunch. I pulled into the parking lot of Molloy and noticed the small-town feeling of this campus. I found a parking spot close to the building and entered the Public Square. Megan showed me around her campus and pointed out some of the hang-out spots. At first, I thought the campus was small and there was not much going on. Oh, was I mistaken! I came back a couple of times. I wasn’t sure why I felt compelled to come back so much, but somehow I found myself there every Tuesday afternoon. I started to notice the one-on-one tutoring sessions, the professors sitting in the same dining area as the students, and the kindness of everyone around me.
Seeing such a warm and open place made me feel comfortable. And given the hard time I had adjusting to college at first, comfortable was exactly what I needed. I started researching my program and began to send emails and make phone calls to receive more information about the school. Eventually, I decided to send in my application. After all, what was the worst that could happen? I could simply decide not to go, but a part of me already felt like I belonged at Molloy.
I received my acceptance a week or two before Spring 2016 classes began. Excitement overwhelmed me. At that instant, I knew I found a place that would welcome and support me during my time at the College. Telling my mother that I wanted to go to Molloy was interesting. She had never heard me speak of the school, but even she thought it was clearly a great choice.
As it would turn out, I was born at Mercy Hospital, just behind Molloy College. My grandfather and grandmother were also taken care of at that hospital. Many signs pointed to me ending up at this campus. During my registration, I was welcomed with nothing but smiles and warmth. For a school I had no intention of even researching, I wouldn’t have wanted to end up anywhere else.
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By Danielle Miller
I’m not sure if the same goes for my fellow Molloy Lions, but I think the spring semester has definitely gotten off to an exciting start. As I am a junior, I have started Phase I of the Education Program (FINALLY).
Phase I, though it is the first and supposedly the easiest of the three phases, can be described in one word: overwhelming. It has certainly been a huge reality check learning of all of the coursework I need to complete, along with the state-mandated certification and professional workshops I am required to attend. Oh, and 30 hours of field observations, too! All of a sudden, my peers and I are doing so many responsible, adult things. I would be lying if I said I was completely relaxed and pretty chill about it all. I’m actually internally freaking out every second of every day, but at the same exact time, I am so excited.
It’s been amazing to finally be observing in an actual school. I observe two hours a week, so it’s not stressful at all. In fact, it’s honestly a great way to end my week of classes and de-stress. I love being able to see the way teachers interact with their students and paying attention to small details I normally wouldn’t notice. My Education courses have opened my eyes to aspects of the classroom environment, teacher-student relationships, and student behaviors that I was not aware of just one month ago. Making connections between the real world and what I am learning in my classes is becoming a reality.
Everything is finally starting to come around full circle. I am incredibly thankful that I have the chance to receive an education that will allow me to fulfill my dream of becoming a teacher. It has only been about one month into the semester (and Phase I), but I am completely back into school mode already. It usually takes me longer than this to get back into the groove of school once a new semester starts, but something about this semester is different—I am actually excited about what I am learning for the first time in my college career. I’m looking forward to the additional opportunities that will come my way during the remainder of this semester, and I am grateful to Molloy for providing me with them.
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By Bethany Lindeblad
When people ask me why I chose to go to school for music therapy, I always hesitate. I could tell them about all of the challenges I’ve faced and overcome in my lifetime and how music has helped me through those times. I could tell them how much happiness making music brings me. I could also tell them how happy it makes me to see others experience the same kind of joy I experience through music. The truth is that I could talk forever about why I chose to make a career out of music. There are so many reasons, all with stories behind them that all contributed to my decision. But when people ask me, I still have a hard time answering. It’s not because I don’t have an answer, but because I have so many answers to that one question, and I’m not sure that people always want the lengthiest, most serious one. So I thought about it for a long time and I tried to come up with an answer that isn’t too much, isn’t too vague, and that (hopefully) everyone can relate to in some way.
In the duration of the eighteen years I’ve been alive, I’ve come to realize that there aren’t many constants in life. Everything is changing all around, even though we may not realize it in that instant. The population of the world is always fluctuating, economies are shifting, civilizations have come and gone, governments have changed, laws have changed and are still changing, technology and medicine continue to become more and more advanced. People grow up, people move away, friends come and go – aside from your closest ones. Your interests change, your style changes, your personality may even change. Sometimes I think that the only constant in life is change. But I realize that there is at least one more constant in my life. Music. No matter what, music is something that will always be there for you. It doesn’t ever get mad at you, disappointed in you, or bored of you. In fact, if you ever get bored of it, there’s always another instrument, genre, or song for you to try. And that’s why I chose music therapy as my major. Because music is an age-old source of love and emotion. It’s a language that anyone and everyone can speak. It is powerful and healing, and as corny as it sounds, there is something truly magical about music. If you don’t mind, I’d like to leave you with one of my favorite quotes that I feel perfectly sums up the way I feel about music:
“He took his pain and turned it into something beautiful. Into something that people connect to. And that’s what good music does. It speaks to you. It changes you.” – Hannah Harrington, Saving June.
Until next time! -Bethany
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