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It’s recently hit me that hey, I’m graduating soon. And instead of counting down the days until I can celebrate the official end of my undergrad by “makin’ it rain” class notes, drowning myself in grad school applications, or even breathing rapidly into a paper bag out of sheer panic for what the future holds, I’m mulling over my past four years at the U of A and quite seriously contemplating “forgetting” to apply for graduation. Lots of people jump aboard the five-year train, right? Choo choo! Perhaps I should be looking ahead at the (hopefully) exciting next years of my life, but I can’t help thinking about all the experiences and amazing people I’ll leave behind. I have Dr. Stephen Slemon’s English 426 class to thank for that.
I was fortunate enough to go on a field trip (yes, you read that right . . . a field trip in university) with other adventure-seeking literature enthusiasts to Banff for the Mountain Film and Book Festival in early November. Thirteen of us left Edmonton for a weekend of some academia — and more bonding than I initially anticipated. I was keen on completing a paper and reading a novel on the drive down, but that went out the window as soon as our car turned into the official karaoke headquarters of Taylor Swift’s 1989 album. Reluctantly, I embraced it. All you haters can hate hate hate hate hate all you want.
For someone who enrolled in a Literature of Mountaineering course with negative five per cent knowledge of mountaineering, Dr. Slemon’s passion and enthusiasm rubbed off on me. Our class discussions and readings intrigued me enough to want to go to the festival to learn more about mountaineering and its representations in film and literature. But what I didn’t take into account is how much I’d learn from my fellow classmates.
Sense of community
Here’s where I take a moment to be philosophical and reflect on my personal experiences at the University of Alberta. And yes, it’s sentimental. It wasn’t until the end of my 3rd year and the start of my 4th that I realized what a fantastic sense of community the U of A has — particularly within the Arts, and more specifically amongst my English peers.
I had assumed that other English students were interested in the same things as me, but I never took the time to ask. I became too accustomed to engaging in other topics of discussion with my Business and Science friends, knowing all too well that pleading with them about how books are always better than the films wouldn’t change their desire to watch cinematic renditions. *Sigh* They’ll never understand.
But in Banff I was surrounded by other pro-book people. They even reprimanded me for being the only English major who has not read (nor watched) the Lord of the Rings trilogy (I’m working on it guys).
I learned about everyone’s passions, favourite genres, creative writing abilities, future plans and anxieties, mutual hate for certain authors and a shared love for others, and it reassured me that I’m confidently heading in the right (although uncertain) direction. As English students, we’re all in the same boat (or train if we continue my previous analogy), slowly approaching the end of our degrees and facing the realities of what comes next. What does come next?
Bonding over karaoke
If you’re wondering what our trip entailed: well, we visited the hot springs, roamed around downtown, collectively sang TLC’s “No Scrubs” wherever we went — yes, there’s no better friendship anthem than “No Scrubs” — and for no apparent reason, organized 3:00 am heart-to-hearts and stalked Bambi on our walk to the festival.
“As English students, we’re all in the same boat, slowly approaching the end of our degrees and facing the realities of what comes next. What does come next?”
But it wasn’t just the 13 of us who became close, and TLC wasn’t our only vocal inspiration either. Dr. Slemon graciously invited all of us over to his home in Canmore for dinner and games. We considered playing Cards Against Humanity, but Dr. Slemon kindly informed us that he would not be participating in “that Humans of New York game.” Instead, we all burst into an inept and slightly pitchy rendition of “Ain’t no Mountain High Enough” (apparently karaoke is our go-to). That was the moment when I realized two things: one, I have absolutely no future as a singer; and two, these people who were strangers a few months prior had become like family to me.
I’m genuinely pleased that these incredibly cool people put up with me all weekend. I went into the trip thinking it would be a highly educational experience, and it was, but for other reasons. Instead of only leaving with notes, photos and memories, I left with new friends. They’re a huge part of the reason a 5th year looks so appealing. It saddens me to leave such a wonderful community of people behind — people like my brilliantly amusing English peers and professors like Dr. Slemon. Unfortunately, I can’t be an undergrad student forever. But even as I start thinking about graduation and more about what comes next, I can hold onto the fond memories at the U of A and the 2014 Banff trip.
At the beginning of every class, Dr. Slemon always played some sort of “mountain music” — everything from Arcade Fire to the Sound of Music — and right afterwards and again at the end of class, he would thank us for being there. To mirror Dr. Slemon’s sentiments: thank you all for coming to Banff, taking the time to share stories and allowing me to get to know you. And thank you, Dr. Slemon, for organizing such a fantastic trip and encouraging us to become like family from day one of the course. In the meantime, Listen, baby. Ain’t no mountain high, ain’t no valley low, ain’t no river wide enough. If you need me call me no matter where you are, no matter how far — because hey, it’d be nice to keep in touch.