College Adaptation etting ready to go away to college was a very confusing time. Anxiety. Excitement. Goodbyes. And even fear. I felt all these as the time drew near to leave. As I collected a year's supply of toothpaste, shaving cream and those indispensible Paper Mate pens, and tried in vain to explain to my friends why I wanted to go to school in Searcy, Arkansas, tension began building. I had heard many good things about Harding, and I was very impressed the three times I visited the campus, but was that really Harding? Was everything just a front to get me to come? I really had enjoyed all the letters, birthday cards, personal attention (let's hear it for Admissions!) and smiley faces embossed with, "It's Great To Be At Harding;' but weren't they just gimmicks? Propaganda? The time finally came to go. Transcripts had been sent, CLEP tests taken, and my bedroom had been transplanted in a U-Haul the size of a bathtub. As I said goodbye to my family, little did I know that I would receive 25 letters from my mom the first week! When I arrived at the campus, anxiety and fears quickly left me as Student Impact volunteers cheerfully carried my things to my room. I had found HARDING: A place where you felt at home the moment you stepped foot on campus; where you were accepted for what you were and how you were by people who really cared; where you quickly make friends if you just accepted the invitations; where your intelligence was challenged and understood by caring instructors; where classification was not a factor in making friendships; where God's presence was felt everywhere on campus, and His love was taught . Harding represented a family, one in which all had a part, where there was something for everyone. Of course Harding is not perfect, but man! Look what we've got here!!<§>_ - Phillip Tucker Judith Melanie Yearry - Paragould, AR Laura Rene Young - Portland, OR Lana Sue Zartman - Nevada, MO Going for the gold! Freshman Brian Mashburn from Houston, TX follows through on a bet whereby if he eats three live goldfish then his friend will do his laundry for the entire semester. By the time mid-terms rolled around the freshmen no longer felt like "outsiders'' but had found their own niche and felt right at home. - photo by Bill Tripp. Sheri Leigh Wells - San Antonio, TX William Brent Wells - Southaven, MS Karen Ruth Wendt - Shreveport, LA Phillip D. Wheeler - Norcross, GA Wade Lincoln Wheeler - Camas, WA Beverly D. White - Bradenton, FL James David White - Searcy, AR John Gregory White - Phoenix, AZ Samantha Jean White - The Woodlands, TX Holly Fanah Whitrock - Denver, CO Kristanto Wibowo - Jakarta, Indonesia Dayna Sue Wiggins - Tulare, CA Dana Louise Wilburn - Tulsa, OK Mary Bess Wilcox - Ballwin, MO Fred Douglas Wiley - Houston, TX Tanja Geneva Wilks - Bigelow, AR Barry O'Neal Williams - Millington, TN Dave Wayne Wiliams - Aurora, MO Randall Lee Wiliams - N. Little Rock, AR Roslyn Anne Williams - Searcy, AR Traci Lynn Williams - Crown Point, IN Zinker Williams - Searcy, AR Trent Dean Williamson - Rifle, CO Lisa Renee Wilson - Western Springs, IL Robert Randall Wilson - Soddy Daisy, TN Bundy Ann Winter - White Oak, PA Alan Reed Wishard - Greenville, TX Chris Elvin Wolfe - Memphis, TN John Franklin Wood - Roswell, GA Sheila Kaye Wood - Mabelvale, AR Tracy Lynn Wooten - Broken Arrow, OK Jennifer L. Wright - Monticello, IL Patricia Kay Wyatt - Juneau, AK Ricky Dale Yarberry - Searcy, AR Kevin Lynn Yaws - Portland, OR Shades of Freshmen 151
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