the johnnie chair • {a student-run blog about life at st. john's college}

Letter from the Editors

Hey guys!

We’ve had a great time launching the blog this semester, and the feedback we’ve received from you has made this experience all the more rewarding. The school year is ending (already! so fast, we know…) and we in the Admissions office are looking to the future. Over the summer, we have plans to go fishing in Alaska, deliver seminars in China as part of a Project for Peace, and finally read that book!

Rory will be working in the office over the summer, and as an RA of the Summer Academy, so he’ll be looking over the blog (and instagramming things from time to time) so if you have any questions you can still ask him a question.

Otherwise, have a great summer!

―A.J., Rory and Bilsana

P.S. Some advice. If you’ll be attending St. John’s this fall, you will doubtless feel the temptation to read Program books. Resist! Spend your time reading anything that isn’t on the Program. You’ll miss having the time to do that when your here, and it takes a little while to understand how to read a book for seminar. All in good time, my friends.

P.P.S. If you’re new here, the about page is a good place to start. We won’t bother asking what you’re doing checking out colleges over the summer…

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What We Don’t Talk About on the Admissions Tour

Before I even heard of St. John’s, the so-called Great Books, or Loren Pope’s 40 Colleges that Change Lives, thinking seriously about what I wanted out of college was what landed me here. I remember visiting some small East coast liberal-arts schools on my first real college tour. The campuses were uniformly gorgeous, the dorms felt spacious and luxurious—with the exception of one particularly dank hallway in every sense of the word—and the social life was touted like perfect summer camp (Harry Potter Club! Friendly frat parties! A capella pop songs! Yay!). But none of the schools seemed interesting. At one school, which recently topped the U.S. News and World Report College Rankings for best liberal arts college in the country, I sat in the back of a small classroom and watched a professor work through a Powerpoint before a silent group of fifteen students. The 12:1 student to faculty ratio didn’t seem so great anymore—what does it matter if you’re in a lecture of 20 or 200?

Sometime during that tour, plans changed, and I suddenly had a free day. I thought it’d be fun to visit St. John’s College, Annapolis, a school I had been intrigued by but decided not to consider on account of the small size. In one hour, my tour guide conveyed what I had been hoping to hear the whole week before: this school will let you think in ways you have never thought before, and it will be awesome. I haven’t looked back a whole lot since then.

This article, What We Don’t Talk About on the Admissions Tour, is written by a professor looking at schools with his daughter. Frustrated with tours that don’t mention education, he offers guidance on how schools can do better. He seems to think it’s an issue of admissions; tour guides need to learn to provide a better narrative about their classroom experience. But doesn’t it say something when education isn’t naturally on a student-guide’s mind? Maybe the problem isn’t simply indicative of a lackluster admissions office, but a school where learning is no longer paramount.

Almost four years later, I’m thankful the Program was on my tour guide’s agenda as she presented St. John’s to me. Yet at St. John’s, I couldn’t really imagine it any other way.

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Cats in Poetry

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I’ve never been much of cat person. My mom has a couple of hedonistic tabbies back home whom I love mostly for their eccentric personalities, but I’ve just never bonded with them the way I can with a dog. Maybe it’s a result of childhood scarring from the cat our neighbor pawned off on us that would habitually pee on the electric burners when we weren’t home. But, as Facebook memes make obvious every day, some people are a little beyond fond for their feline companions. So for all you cat-lovers, this one’s for you: a brief history of poets and their cats, with the resulting poetry to match. My favorite?

For he can spraggle upon waggle at the word of command
—Christopher Smart, Jubilate Agno

See the rest of them on the npr.org.

P.S. After I started looking for a good image to top this post, I can’t stop looking at cat memes. See you later, productivity.

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Tuesday Evening Soccer

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One of my greatest fears as I considered attending St. John’s was that I would be forced to give up sports in exchange for the Program. I figured that at a school where chalkboards reign supreme and the themes for weekend parties are inspired by ancient Greek texts (sophistry contest and all), there wouldn’t be too many people interested in team sports. I played soccer competitively on my high school team and while I was willing to pursue the Great Books at the expense of the sport, I wished I could have had it both ways. Which is why it has been all the more fun to discover pick-up soccer at St. John’s this spring. The turn-out is great: the last couple of times I’ve gone we’ve had around 20 or so players. And the quality of play is just what I had been hoping for: high enough to be fun for a varsity player, but still casual enough to be accessible to those just looking for a little exercise.

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The “Gift” of Being “Gifted”

If you’re applying to colleges the likes of St. John’s, then chances are good that you’re a smart kid. Maybe a teacher was the first to tell you this, or your parents, or even yourself. You’ve been academically “successful” (whatever that means) in high school, and by all indications, you’re set to do the same in college.

But along with the trappings and glories of clever-dom—be they flawless AP scores, graduation honors, or juicy scholarships—there’s often an enormous amount of pressure. There’s not a lot of room at the top, and the fiery competition often is stoked by classmates, teachers and school administrators. Students clamor to outshine each other, curricularly and extra-, at public and private schools alike. The spectre of the most prestigious universities (dare one speak their names out loud?) looms overhead, sometimes invoked as an explanation, an excuse for all this concours. High-schoolers need all these opportunities to distinguish themselves when application season (t)rolls around.

And so, along with this, asking for help is strongly stigmatized. “Your merits,” the unspoken refrain of hyper-competitive institutions goes, “are only your own if they are entirely your own.”

This is ridiculous.

The New York Times’ higher-education blog The Choice published an article titled “Advice for Smart Students on Succeeding in College“. I really love how correspondent Lionel Anderson puts it:

…A maddening irony: our top colleges and universities expend unimaginable sums of money per student to supply the very best academic resources American higher education has to offer while admitting scores of students who — by virtue of their own presumption or, in some cases, the dominant peer culture — regard using said resources as an indication of deficiency.

For years, teachers, guidance counselors and loved ones have made so much of how brilliant, creative and gifted you are that it will be very easy for you to overlook or, worse, look askance at the people stationed to propel you even further once you arrive on campus.

College shouldn’t, in this blogger’s opinion, be about elevating even further the lone achievements of super-star students, or a four year trial by fire where only the elite can win éclat. It’s about learning about learning; a challenging but supportive environment that asks you to work to the fullest extent of your abilities, and to seek out (and employ effectively) the right resources to help you when the task lies beyond your own capabilities. There shouldn’t be any shame in admitting your limits; instead, we should laud those who equally acknowledge their flaws and work around them.

So, you, dear reader, don’t lose hope. Wherever you find yourself in the near future, there are people who will be happy to help you. It’s human to want to seem as magnificent as possible, but you do not have to bear such a burden alone. Keep the courage to succeed in all your endeavors, and the humility and honesty to ask for help.

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Taking a nap in Meem Library. Reading is exhausting! (via Instagram)

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Saturday Barbeque

 Saturday Barbeque

Though the weather is always nice in Santa Fe (283 sunny days per year!), it’s finally starting to get warm as well. And once it starts to get into the low 70s, hulla-hoops begin to magically appear on the grassy knoll and the hacky-sacking population seems to double. But it felt especially summer-y this weekend thanks to the annual Uppers Barbecue. All of the dorms have a small budget for a dorm activity–often this is something like a movie night, potluck, or midnight snack during writing period. So for at least the second year running, all of the Uppers dorms pooled their money together to fund a free, campus-wide barbecue. I had a delicious blue-cheese stuffed burger, and some of the quicker eaters got their hands on bacon-cheeseburgers. Thanks to all the RAs who helped make this happen, it made for a great Saturday afternoon.

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Adorable babies in the dining hall! (via Instagram)

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Senior Oral Done!

Hi everyone,

I had my senior oral on Monday and I wanted to share the experience and the celebration of it with you. My essay was titled Principium Individuationis: The Pursuit of Happiness as a Natural Right in John Locke’s Essay Concerning Human Understanding and the Second Treatise of Government. My committee consisted of three wonderful tutors, Mr. Hand, Mr. McCombs and Ms. Rodriguez, and the conversation went really well. It was challenging and thought-provoking, and it addressed questions I left unanswered but wondered about in my essay. I wish we had a chance to do something like this more often since it was a really great experience. I just hope everyone who came to see it enjoyed it as much as I did.

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This is me opening a bottle of champagne after my oral. The tradition on the Santa Fe campus is for friends to wait for the student having the oral to come out with a prepared bottle of champagne and in this way commemorate the experience.

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This is a random photo of me being happy that I’m done, talking and laughing with friends.

 

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And finally, my adviser and I congratulating each other on the good work we’ve done. Since Ms. Elliot is a new tutor, this was the first paper she advised and as you can see, she was as happy as I was with the oral and with our success. icon smile Senior Oral Done!

*All of the photos were taken by the amazing Chez Valentine.

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hamlet

Sophomores are reading (and reading aloud) Hamlet for seminar this week. Alas, poor Yorrick, I stepped on him with my bare foot in the middle of the night… (via Instagram)

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