Below you will find our scholar blog posts – they cover a variety of topics, from arriving in the U.S. to interning with a stellar company to post-graduation dreams.
 | It was Thursday morning when I started folding my belongings into the suitcases, and getting ready for what I like to conceive of as my next journey through life. Journey? Journey… this word conveys a sense of departure and arrival, which also elicits two distinct emotions that I can perceive but cannot articulate. Consciously, I could feel my face twitching with a smile since I could not help but be excited about what was up ahead. Still, occasionally, when I thought of being away from my family, I felt that I appeared as some sort of emotionless robot. “Are you |
 | I learned about the education abroad program at Babson College during my first year and knew that it was something I wanted to do. I got to fulfill this very exciting goal by spending the Fall 2022 semester in France, on the IES Paris: Business & International Affairs Program! Being an international student from Liberia, I am technically already studying abroad, but I knew that spending a semester somewhere else would add a lot more to my experience and push me to learn in new ways. That is exactly what happened. After spending a semester in Paris and traveling to |
 | Coming to the U.S. to study was like a dream come true for me. I got on campus with the help of my energetic mentors who I referred to as my "mommies." I moved in and got settled on campus, happy to be a part of the orange and blue family and also to be called a Gettysburgian, but soon things changed when my mentors left. I felt lonely but also independent as always. I also thought of my mom and siblings who are miles away from me. Though I don’t see them everyday, the weekly communications are cherishable. The |
 | My first term in college was a roller coaster. I took three classes that turned out to be nothing like I expected. Allow me to walk you through all the dramatic changes that happened because of each of those classes. I only have classes on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. So, for three days a week, I wake up at 8 AM in order to make it on time to my writing class which starts promptly at 8:50 AM. Out of the three classes I chose, this one scares me the most. Please don’t get me wrong, I love writing, just not academic |
 | Let’s take a walk down memory lane with me. I landed on a rainy day in Cork, Ireland. Waiting outside of the airport, I scanned the crowd for my transportation that the University of College Cork had nicely arranged for me, but I didn’t see anyone holding my name sign, just other names. I waited for what felt like a long time and still there was no sign of my driver. Until the other taxi drivers came up to me and asked and when I told them my predicament, they offered to call the number for me since I didn’t |