Being at a small school definitely has its benefits.
Nearly every single professor I have taken remembers my name. They know about me. It may seem like a cheesy University commercial, but it really is awesome.
Today, my religion professor from last semester came into the library, mentioning how he wished me a good holiday, and then a good Summer on the East coast.
I mean, it's one thing to remember a that a person had taken your class, or even their name, but remembering that they're an out of state student from which side is kind of spectacular. At least to me. I usually can't remember the details. Especially if I had to deal with a ton of people.
I am going to miss that. I'm going to miss how my writing and literature professors know where I'm from, what I want to do, and encourage me specifically on how to get there.
I know that this is overused and abused, but I was a number at my high school. We had a ton of kids and teachers barely knew the basics about us.
But there are less people here and the professors genuinely want you to succeed.
People are astounding sometimes. Customer Service may break my hope in humanity every so often, but people who are awesome always restore it.
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