The following is a piece from my all time favorite book THE CLASS 1956 by ERICH SEGAL...
reread it today..and couldnt stop posting this here...
its a story of a class in Harvard ....and dis is a page of the diary of one of the students in that class !! may be some one amongst us too have such a diary ...
I have mailed yu the link to download that book.
ANDREW ELIOT'S DIARY
- October 5, 1954
- The occasions that we thousand-odd will meet together as a class in our entire lifetime are extremely rare. We gather three times while we are in college. First at the Freshman Convocation-sober, serious, and boring. Then at the notoriously gross Freshman Smoker- just the opposite. And, finally, after jumping all the necessary hurdles, one June morning four years hence when we'll receive diplomas. Otherwise, we go through Harvard on our own. They say our
most important meeting is a quarter-century after we all graduate. That would be 1983-impossible to think that faraway. They also say that when we come back for our Twenty-fifth Reunion we'll be feeling something vaguely like fraternity and solidarity. But for now, we're much more like the animals on Noah's Ark. I mean, I don't think the lions had too much to chat about with the lambs. Or with the mice. That's just about the way me and my roommates feel about some of the creatures that are on board with us for this four-year voyage. We live in different cabins and sit on different decks.
ANDREW ELIOT'S DIARY
- October 5, 1954
- The occasions that we thousand-odd will meet together as a class in our entire lifetime are extremely rare. We gather three times while we are in college. First at the Freshman Convocation-sober, serious, and boring. Then at the notoriously gross Freshman Smoker- just the opposite. And, finally, after jumping all the necessary hurdles, one June morning four years hence when we'll receive diplomas. Otherwise, we go through Harvard on our own. They say our
most important meeting is a quarter-century after we all graduate. That would be 1983-impossible to think that faraway. They also say that when we come back for our Twenty-fifth Reunion we'll be feeling something vaguely like fraternity and solidarity. But for now, we're much more like the animals on Noah's Ark. I mean, I don't think the lions had too much to chat about with the lambs. Or with the mice. That's just about the way me and my roommates feel about some of the creatures that are on board with us for this four-year voyage. We live in different cabins and sit on different decks.
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