Week 1-Coming of Age as a Worker

Foundling Museum

Most children being raised at the Foundling knew coming of age (growing up) exactly what they were going to be from apprentices to governesses, thus they really had no need to participate in self-discovery and other life skills as their destiny was pre-determined. 

Geffrye Museum

Governesses worked in homes with rooms quite similar to those modeled here in this museum; that's basically all they did (work), which sometimes lead to a sad, somber life. 

Coming to age as a worker or governess often had its joys and hardships, from alone time at night sometimes but being in a very small room for that alone time, like the one modeled at the Geffrye Museum.

Tate Britain

This painting was done by Rossetti entitled The Girlhood of Mary Virgin. It depicts an era that females were supposed to be innocent and angelic. This painting connects with society's views on feminism because as a woman of that time, they did not have much freedom, and she was not distracted by men. She stays focused, working on the task at hand. 

In this painting we see a boy and his mother who is dressed in all black because she could possibly be in mourning. It shows her as a poor woman trying to sell paintings in a man's world. Maybe she didn't know how to work because she had been taken care of by her husband, or maybe she was just trying to make ends meet. Regardless, this painting by Emily Osborn entitled Nameless and Friendless, shows that the working world during the 1800's was clearly a man's world; and the woman was receiving all sorts of judgements by the men in the shop.

Random Tourist Pictures

A statue from Easter Island at the British Museum

My queue from Wimbledon, which was amazing getting to sit in Center Court!

The lineup

The scoreboard

I watched mixed doubles Daniel Nestor and Kristina Mladenovic play Horia Tecau and Sania Mirza (Mirza holds the record for being the highest ranked player from India for over a decade at only 26!) 

Me + TCU

Introductory Photo Essay

I'm originally from a small town called Henrietta, Texas.  We moved to Wichita Falls, Texas the second semester of my freshman year at TCU.  When I lived in Henrietta, I thought it was the most boring town on earth filled with everything but nothing to do.  Now that I have gone to TCU and moved to our new place in Wichita Falls, I have realized that I love my small home town of Henrietta.  It's full of the nicest, most quaint people. I wouldn't change growing up there for anything.   In high school, I couldn't wait to leave, just as most kids do.  But looking back, still glad that I left, I realized that I did learn a few things that have shaped me to who I have become.  For starters, be humble.  In a small town, people see and hear about everything you do.  Because of that I have learned to always be respectful of others.  Secondly, life is only as boring as you make it.  Henrietta may be small but life can always be fun wherever you are.  Lastly, sometimes time moves slower, and that's okay.  My freshman year at TCU FLEW by.  Growing up in Henrietta has taught me that it's okay to stop and smell the roses.

One thing I never thought I'd have this much of is friends.  I lived in Clark for my first year.  The people from the second floor and a few from the other floors honestly became the best friends that I could ever ask for.  Not all are pictured here, but I don't know what I would've done without them.  My first semester of college I wasn't used to having so many friends, which turned me into a little bit more of a procrastinator because I always wanted to hang out with them.  However, when second semester came around, I realized grades were just as important as friends; they had my back and tried to help me study.  They were there for me for my good grades and my bad grades, and all the times in between from late night trips to Krispy Kreme, random shopping trips to Target, or a completely spur of the moment trip to go see Zac Brown Band.  I wouldn't trade my freshman year experience at TCU for anything. 

This past year I joined the Kappa Eta Chapter of Sigma Kappa at TCU.  At first I was very apprehensive and didn't know what I had quite gotten myself into.  But I have come to love Sigma Kappa.  I am so happy I joined the mystic bond, and I am very excited to be a part this sisterhood.  In high school, I didn't participate in volunteering or philanthropic events that much, but being in Greek Life at TCU has taught me how important it is to give back to my community.  I know that this sisterhood has my back, and I have made friends and built relationships here that I might not have had otherwise.  This organization has taught me what it means to be a truly responsible and caring person. 

This past year at TCU has become a year of many firsts, and hopefully not lasts!  From my very first experience and new favorite tradition of the lighting of the HUGE Christmas tree, 

 to the first time (and hopefully the last!) I got ran over by a texting biker,

my first Big 12 football game, my first TCU baseball game, the first time to ever have a roommate, the first time I found people that I want to be friends with for life, and so many other wonderful experiences! 

Coming to TCU has been one of the best experiences and choices I have ever made, and I'm definitely ready for the "nexts."