Rosenn Plaza Descriptive Essay

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Embarking on a collegiate journey can be a complete and utter whirlwind. Uprooted from the consistency of the past eighteen years, it is easy to feel overwhelmed. Everything I feel comes in waves; waves of excitement, waves of nerves, waves of uncertainty. Waves crash on top of other waves endlessly until I feel as though I am drowning. This campus is my new home, and it is unfamiliar. As I round corners, walk campus grounds, and look through windows, I do not feel. I do not feel because I have not yet formed a connection; there are no memories embedded into campus grounds. However, the very instant I step foot into Rosenn Plaza and I am faced by the Emerging Sculpture, the choppy, incessant waves stop crashing; I am no longer drowning. In …show more content…

Paralleling the choppy waves crashing over me during my first year, the first stone is also choppy. I see it’s jagged edges, I feel it’s rough surface, and it symbolizes all that encompasses freshmen; each one a little rough around the edges, uncertain of who they are now and who they will become. As the years go by, the student becomes refined. As I walk through the Rosenn Plaza, I see the stones also become more refined; each one smoother, more polished, and somehow standing a little taller than the last. I touch the stones, and I feel my journey beginning. As I am visualizing my journey, I dive straight into the motionless sea of serenity. In my serene euphoria, I hear the commotion of students, past and present, walking through the very same plaza. I can feel the footsteps of the many students that came before me, my hopeful footsteps falling in line with theirs. I can smell the sweat, tears, and perseverance of everyone who worked to advance from freshman year to the point they are at now. I see accomplished students posing for a picture with the smoothest of stones, symbolizing the polished individuals they have become. In the Rosenn Plaza, standing in unison with the Emerging Sculpture, I see, feel, smell, hear, and taste my future; and it is

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