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Climbing out of his mother’s car, Matt felt like he was stepping onto hallowed ground.
The frequent April showers that have sprinkled the grounds of Miami University's campus time and again have finally brought along the cheerful colors of the May flowers that are on proud display. In front of Pearson Hall, tulips of red and yellow sway in the breeze, while pink petals drift gently down from the cherry trees outside of Armstrong. The trees and lawns of Miami grow a verdant green seemingly everywhere.
For 12 hours straight beginning last Friday night through Saturday morning, Goggin Ice Center bustled with activity and color. Balloon arches of pink and white hung over the doorways, a bright yellow and black inflatable slide sat invitingly on the outside lawn, and booths and tables of all colors filled the chilly hallways, wreathing the center ice rink. Decked in leotards of deep, sparkling blue, figure skaters twirled and leapt across the frozen rink while therapy dogs in bright red vests happily wagged their tails from the floor above.
As April arrives and the weather slowly but surely turns warm again, many college students seize the opportunity that spring break provides to flee to the country's coasts and enjoy some time on the beach. I certainly did, just not to the place most people would think.
Like the drops of rain in the gently-falling April showers, the minutes of spring break fell away one by one until they were gone at last. Now, the month and a half until the end of the year looms ominously over the Miami student body like a dark and foreboding storm.
Hundreds of people filed through a pair of metal detectors into Hall Auditorium last night, entering a venue peppered with about a dozen armed officers, in what University Lecture Series organizers described as one of the most secure events Hall has ever hosted.
As temperatures dipped into the negatives last Wednesday and windows filled with frost, Miamians found themselves with an unexpected day off. While students across campus pondered what to do with their free time, Resident Assistant Steve Sitko knew exactly what he wanted to do.
Miami's winter break is long, longer than the breaks most major universities in Ohio give. As the days of the month-and-a-half long holiday tick by, it's easy to settle into new routines at home or abroad. Whether engaged in arctic activities, relaxing by a roaring fire or jetting off to various locales around the world, many Miamians leave Oxford mentally as well as physically for six weeks.
I should've brought my scarf.
"It's basically like 'Romeo and Juliet' if 'Romeo and Juliet' was between two boys, and there was music. Oh, and if 'Romeo and Juliet' took place in the 90s."
After a gloomy three-hour drive on rainy highways, my friends and I arrived in Athens. Although the evening was dark and cold, the town's Halloween festivities were well underway.
The lingering summer heat has vanished at long last and with its disappearance, renaissance fair season is in full swing. From Sept.1 to Oct. 28, thousands of people devote an entire day to roaming through crowded stalls and jousting fields, dressed in anything from jeans and a t-shirt to full suits of armor.
The hum of cicadas cuts through the late-summer heat as the sun drops lazily below the horizon, marking the end to another blistering day. As the light fades from the sky and students meander back to their houses and dorms, classrooms and laboratories become vacant -- all except for the Center for Performing Arts.
An attempt to bring a new student housing development within the mile square was stymied this week by Oxford's city planning commission.
It was a beautiful sort of chaos.
Writers, readers and fans of the written word gathered in Oxford last week to celebrate Miami's seventh annual Oxford Writing Festival.
They both stand in front of an amassed congregation, trying their best to impart what they believe to be vital information into the minds of people whose levels of interest in what they're saying vary greatly. There seems to be more than a few similarities between preachers and professors.
