Being a Bulgarian on Campus
People often ask me, "So how many Bulgarians are there on campus?"
Um, five?
And the reaction to this answer almost always is, "Oh, that's a lot. So do you have something like a Bulgarian Association?"
We don't have an association. We don't even have a common group chat, but neither of these things really feels like an issue to me.
It didn't stop us to get together and make Martenitsi (the red and white bracelets, see header image) for the first of March. Neither will it stop us when we'll be painting eggs and baking kozunak for Easter. Dinners at eight thirty with my Bulgarian friend, Nasko, at abandoned Foco (Dartmouth's dining hall) because Bulgarians dine very late and everyone else is already gone, are community enough for me. The occasional lunch with Mimi, who sought me out after her professor told her there was a Bulgarian freshman girl, is another proof I've got a friend watching my back. One day (soon, I promise) I will make us a group chat called "The Bulgarian Association." I'll also be the person seeking out new Bulgarians once Mimi graduates this year. But despite our lack of organized Bulgarian community, Dartmouth feels home enough to me.
International students often worry that they'll have a difficult time finding a community on campus, and while I can't speak for my friends, I have never felt out of place here. During international orientation week, I met a group of Brazilians with whom we're still close friends–I even carry the title an Adopted Brazilian. Throughout the year, on DOC trips or at club meetings, I met many other international students, but what I love about Dartmouth is that you don't really need to seek out the international students to find a community. So many people have unique experiences and interests, no matter whether they are from the US or abroad, that you never feel different or misunderstood. You're just one of many Dartmouth students.