
Monday, August 14, 2006
Bagpipes

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Nothing too exciting here. Simply the reflections of an 'academented' graduate student. ('Academented'--great word, isn't it! It's not my own though, I think I read it somewhere.) Read, reflect, and share your thoughts....
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Ahhh...the mesmerizing sound of the pipes. I remember the Keynote Convocation our freshman year. The piper played "Amazing Grace," and I sobbed uncontrollably on the way out of the auditorium. Dr. Marsh and Kathy Glynn stopped me on the sidewalk just past Wilson to make sure I was okay. "Nothing," I replied, it's just that the bagpipes make me cry." I have a complicated relationship with the bagpipes. I don't cry because I don't like their strange yet beautiful sound; I cry because I love them.
Elisabeth O.
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