You start to see the rental trucks and vans bringing furniture and boxes. A lot of the older houses that line our two downtown streets have been turned into rentals. The last week of August you are dodging double parked vans with 20 somethings unloading beds and couches that have seen better days. The trail of students in and out of the houses remind me of ants taking their prized morsels back to the nest. For a lot of these kids, this is their first place of their own; their first nest to feather. By the end of this week, they are settled in. The boxes have been flattened and await pickup curbside.
The new inhabitants lounge in old chairs on covered front porches, wearing t-shirts and shorts, and swigging back a brew or two (or 3 or 4). The colours are bright and the voices are free and joyous and it sounds like a party you really want to join. Unfortunately you had your chance many years ago and now you are just a member of the audience. But there is a vicarious thrill in the air and I gulp it down while I can.
The downtown grocery stores are full of students buying supplies that are tucked in their backpacks and carried back to their new digs. I love being behind these kids in line, visualizing where they are heading home to, with their kale and tofu or their Kraft dinner and chips. The stores and the bars come alive and it feels like the city awakens and is starting to pull all-nighters again.
My city has two fine institutions of higher learning - Trent University and Fleming College. I've attended both and love the diversity they bring. A chance to learn and interact with students from all over the world is a great treasure in life.
|I graduated in Business Administration, Marketing from Fleming|
|Trent has the most picturesque setting|
This is my favourite time of year because this influx of fresh, young faces into the city makes me feel like anything is possible and a brand new shiny adventure is just around the corner. All you have to do is hold your breath and dive in.