All throughout the day on Monday, Nina M. Yancy ’13—a Quincy House resident and social studies concentrator—received emails and text messages from friends congratulating her for her election as the first class marshal for Class of 2013.
“I am definitely honored,” Yancy said. “I have really enjoyed my time at Harvard, so this is an awesome opportunity to give back to the school and the class.”
Yancy is joined by seven other seniors who have been chosen as class marshals for 2013, according to an email sent out Monday morning by the Harvard Alumni Association and the Harvard College Fund.
Scott J. Yim ’13, also a Quincy House resident and a biomedical engineering concentrator, will be second class marshal.
A co-chair of Quincy House Committee, Yim said that he, too, feels fortunate for this opportunity to serve the Harvard community.
“Harvard has opened lots of doors for me and my family,” Yim said. “I am so lucky and excited, and I hope I can do everyone proud.”
Yancy and Yim will head the Senior Class Committee, which will be responsible for planning events for the class throughout the year. [read more]
Everyone should pick up Dia’s album. I wrote about her a while back, and again, she’s one of the most talented and humble people I know. Long story short, I was out on Warped Tour with her band a few years ago, and she was the runner-up on NBC’s “The Voice” last year. “Red” was released today on Universal Republic Records and it’s got some awesome music on it! Check it out!
The Manchester United Football Club were in town to play a game against the New England Revolution and wanted to explore Harvard. As a tour guide for my school, I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to give my full hour-long tour to Sir Alex Ferguson and his staff (as well as two friends from my school’s Men’s Soccer team)! For being one of the most successful teams in their sport, I was in disbelief at how down to earth everyone was. They were incredibly personable and thanked me for giving them the tour by giving me tickets to their game the next day. Super cool — we had great seats and Man U won!
One of my jobs this summer is working for Harvard Summer School as a General Program Proctor. This position is basically an RA (Resident Assistant…I think) at other colleges. Students, mostly international, flock to our campus from all over the place to take classes and experience what life is like as a Harvard student for six weeks. They eat in the dining halls, take similar classes, and live in the dormitories. There are two branches - the Secondary School Program (SSP) and the General Program (GP). SSP kids are rising sophomores, juniors, and seniors in high school, while GP students are college-aged and older. It’s only been two weeks, but I love my job and it’s pretty sweet to make new friends from all over the world.
After dinner tonight, a friend of mine, who is an SSP Proctor, had told me about a student who was being harassed because of speculation that he’s gay. The only reason it was brought to the attention of the Proctors and Deans was by word of one of the victim’s friends, who wouldn’t identify the bully or victim (which doesn’t really help anybody, but that’s beside the point). Our Summer School staff is sending out an email, reiterating the ideals of the University, while encouraging students to be aware of their surroundings, as well as passing on the resources we have available on campus for support.
It really bothered me that a high school student was being bullied here on our campus. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s absurd anywhere and know that it, unfortunately, happens everywhere, but the most frustrating part is that he doesn’t have to be dealing with it; he’s at Harvard to study and enjoy his summer. After the recent surge of suicides by 13 year olds Seth Walsh and Asher Brown, and 15 year old Billy Lucas, I think it’s sad that our campus doesn’t have more resources for students during the summertime. Not to sound so noble, but it’s troubling for me to know that there’s a kid who’s away from home and probably miserable. Because of this, I brought it up at our staff meeting and asked my Dean if we could start a resource that would allow students to come in and talk to volunteer Proctors. All proctors are Harvard undergrads and therefore close in age to the high school students. In my opinion, this is especially ace because the only other available resource is the Mental Health Services office, which often carries a stigma and makes people think they are crazy when they admit they’d like to talk to a professional. Sometimes, a listening ear is all someone needs and it’s crazy we don’t offer a service like that.
I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the Deans’ Council supports my idea.
Watched this the other night, and I didn’t hate it. The story is pretty predictable, but it’s well-acted and the banter between Jake Gyllenhaal and Anne Hathaway is really entertaining. Made me realize that everyone needs someone in life…and, at times, one person may need the other more than the other needs him or her. But that’s okay and you make it work because you care. “You meet a thousand people, then you meet that one person and your life is changed.”
Harvard is a much bigger deal in Korea than it is back in the States. My aunt, of course, likes to tell people I study there. It makes me uncomfortable but I’ve pretty much given up asking her to stop. Normally, I laugh at peoples’ reactions because they often have to ask if she’s being serious.
Today, though, I was really touched by one woman’s response. My mom was buying tea from her to bring home with us, and my aunt, go figure, got up on her soapbox and told this lady that I attend Harvard. I wasn’t expecting her to believe it. However, this woman got a little emotional, bowed her head, and said, “Thank you for doing our nation proud.” She then went on to talk about her own son, congratulate my mother and told her that it’s because of the way she raised me that I made it where I am today. My mom was very moved. It was really sweet.
I can’t explain how I felt, but time stopped for a split second and I got to feel a pride reminiscent of the kind that my family, friends, and people from my hometown had when they found out I first got into Harvard two years ago. Now I know it sounds a little ridiculous, but I feel like my Harvard experience is very much bigger than me. I thought I was just doing this for me and my family’s future, but it dawned on me that being a Harvard student is a huge deal for a lot of Koreans; it’s proof that if I can do it, anyone can. And that’s pretty cool.
Two days ago, my friend and I were taking the subway back from a day of exploring Seoul. The subway cart we were in had no vacant seats and so, at the time, we had no choice but to stand for the 45 minute ride home. As we got closer to our stop, the other passengers emptied and Esther and I were finally able to sit down. It was a little past 9 PM and we were talking about summer plans when all of a sudden, a girl came up to us. She said Esther’s Korean name out loud, followed by her own. It turns out that this girl was Esther’s best friend from elementary school in Korea before she moved to the States. Esther’s friend recognized her despite not seeing her since she moved away nearly 10 years ago. I guess Esther’s face, voice, and English speaking convinced her to say something. We invited her to get a late dinner with us, and it was really cool to hear the two of them catch up.
It was moving to see that kind of a reunion out of the blue, and I’m not sure that I’m quite convinced that it was merely a coincidence. I told my family and a few friends about what happened and they all have different opinions. What I got from it was this: you’ll meet someone again in your lifetime if you’re meant to. As cliche as it sounds, I believe in fate and think this is a really optimistic way to look at life. It makes me hopeful for my own future and who I’ll end up running into again.
A year ago, I wrote a song in support of the people of Haiti after the earthquake in January 2010. I recently received funding from my school and was able to record the song in the studio this week. As a result, we’re selling the song as a charity single with all proceeds benefiting the people of Haiti through the Harvard for Haiti Relief Fund. Please support us by purchasing our single and spreading the word about our YouTube video!
“For all diseases and wounds are usually more severe at night; they attack us more at our rest and increase our pain. When the body is relaxed, then a wound is free to fester. And when the body is inactive, wounds of the soul are all the more painful. During the day the eyes and ears are absorbed in many activities and help take the edge off illness by giving soul no leisure in which to suffer. But once the body is constrained in quietude, the soul is set adrift in a sea of troubles. For then begins to stir all that till then slept: woes of the sorrowing, worries of the careworn, imperiled men’s fears, the fires of men in love.”—Achilles Tatius, Leucippe and Clitophon
The most memorable thing that’s happened to me this week was being infected and attacked from the inside out by a lovely strain ofStreptococcus. I had a blistering fever of 102.8 on Sunday night, accompanied by body aches, white spots on my throat, hot and cold sweats - you name it, I probably had it. After several missed classes, lifts, and practices, I finally got back on my feet with the help of my good friend penicillin. However, I’m still feeling a bit ill, which is why I’m writing this on a Friday night in an empty suite.
While I do have to catch up on some work, I’m super stoked for a program called Leaders! that I’m getting involved with through the Phillips Brooks House Association. Basically, I’ll be mentoring a low-income high school student from the area, helping him with schoolwork, extracurriculars, college applications, and life in general. This is something that I’ve been waiting for a long time to do, and I meet him this Sunday afternoon. I can’t wait.