Trang Le '17
Assistant Features Editor
After spring break, every Smithie was ready to get back to schoolwork, more pleasant weather and reunions with other stress-free Smithies. There was not much work to tamper with our flawless breaks, except a few essays due after break or a couple of midterms if you happen to be a STEM major. It seemed like the image of free-spirited spring breakers would fit the scene well, except for the fact that some of us may have been enjoying it through the “Friends” episode in which Ross dates a student and worries about her potentially chaotic trip to Florida.
Some of us may have had a totally refreshing trip to Cancun and tried all the local things or have simply driven back home to enjoy our moms’ home-cooked food, but regardless of our plans, spring break is meant to be relaxing and to prepare us for a return where the workload awaits us.
I took a trip to Boston, and although I was technically on spring break, it was a break from one snow land to another. After enjoying our delicious dishes at Penang in Chinatown, the snow started to make its way into our system, and all the chills brought out a nice flashback to Northampton’s December. While my Californian friend was calm and collected, I was a bit panicked when the T station was nowhere to be found. Luckily, a nice man showed us the way. The next day, we read in The Boston Globe that the snow had reached record high.
A.K. ’17, an English major, was able to escape the snow but ran into logistic misfortune during her trip to her friend’s school. Her luggage was missing, and the first two days were filled with stress and worry, as the airline had not called back. Her stay was pleasant, as shown through her Snapchats of the school’s library where A.K. did all her reading. Fortunately, her luggage finally arrived, and A.K was planning for her trip back until the airline told her that the airplane was full. She was in a rush to book another one but discovered that a banana had exploded in her backpack. We all have those days when we need enough potassium to back us up.
Although some of our trips may have been more adventurous than expected, it is still pleasant to return to campus and experience the place, snow-free. Ten days feels like a lot when we are away from our friends, and as beautiful as Smith’s campus is, it feels void and lonely without students.
As I was walking with two juniors, one of them gasped: “It’s finally getting warmer! No, less cold!” The correction is necessary. As a few of us take out our carefully buried spring skirts and started to wear fewer layers, we truly feel that spring is in the air. The snow is melting, the wind is getting pleasant, and the wintery complaints are dwindling. Finally, there are no more flirtatious sunny afternoons followed by passive-aggressive snowstorms. Instead, there are good-humored puddles that will make you regret wearing those cute flats on your way to the Campus Center.
As I write this, snow is gently making its return outside my windows, signaling the prospect of a warm spring approaching. Winter is finally over, the cold and the everlasting wait for an e-mail that says “snow day” have gradually left us, but that does not mean that we cannot fully enjoy our spring with a few flakes that inspire us to re-watch Frozen for the 237th time. We truly have the best of both worlds: a spring break instilled with academic pursuits and spring weather with wintery, romantic snow.