When I asked Victoria for a book recommendation, she thought it over and then chose M. We have both changed remarkably since our first year, but she remains one of the people on this campus for whom I hold a deep and complete respect. She put up with my perpetually regenerating mess, my constant searching for lost belongings and more than one night of tears-and for that I am always grateful. Things I learned from Victoria include: the basics of political science, the Thai custom of giving nicknames and how to navigate the precariousness of living with a new friend in a very, very small space. Only one of us could really get dressed at a time-it was impossible to open both the sets of drawers under our beds simultaneously. Our beds were close enough to easily touch hands across the chasm. Victoria and I shared what has to be one of the smallest bedrooms in the first-year bricks. We learn from our professors, from administrators and staff, from our friends and-especially, I would say-from our first-year roommates. We come to Bowdoin to learn: about physics or Latin American studies about what we want to be when we grow up about the kinds of people we want to be friends with and the kinds of people we want to be.
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