Little Sister on Campus
My little sister Kayla recently matriculated into the Dartmouth Class of 2025.
After the first two quarters of my freshman year, I returned home for quarantine and couldn't shut up about how much I loved Dartmouth. I brought up stories about my classes and escapades whenever I could. Most notably, I couldn't quite shut up about how much I loved my new friends.
Meanwhile, Kayla was deep in the process of figuring out which colleges she was applying to. She had said a couple times before that she absolutely did not want to "follow" me to college and that Hanover was simply too cold for her liking. I truly thought that she was going to end up applying somewhere else, so I started to gas up other schools to her to offset my non-stop Dartmouth propaganda. When she told me she was applying to Dartmouth as an early decision applicant, I was overjoyed. When she got her acceptance letter, I was over the moon.
Dartmouth is big enough that I don't see Kayla all the time, but I've loved catching her walking around campus and spending late nights in the Tower Room of Baker-Berry. '25s have waved at me thinking that I'm her, and I constantly have my friends report back to me when they see "little Bry." Having a sister on campus when the rest of my family is on the other side of the world has been a welcome change. One of my friends once told me that going to college with their sibling was the best decision they ever made. Based on the past two weeks, I think that I might end up feeling the same way.