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I turned my back on the hustle and bustle, left the steel and stop lights, and slowed down from an urban pace. I learned to walk in step with village life.

During my time at Kenyon, I’ve come to cherish all of the traditions that students and alumni alike hold near and dear to their hearts.

To want, I discovered, was the only preliminary to being in the Kenyon arts community.

Quintessential Kenyon’s foreign correspondent, Jodi Ann Wang ’20, now studying in Beijing, China, for the spring semester, reflects on her fall semester abroad in Ghana.

Wiggin Street is a hub and a bustle, softly lit and cozy, home to both the group study session and the classic first date.

Whenever I’m having a bad day, I know that when I show up to work, Cooper will be waiting there with a slobbery kiss for me.

In high school, I loved going to concerts alone at the small venues around St. Louis. It didn’t seem like I would be going to shows by myself anymore if I decided to come to Kenyon.

The seminar is the hallmark of the small liberal arts college, the pinnacle of a Kenyon education. They’ve changed the way I think, the way I argue and the way I listen.