Hello there, it's your storytelling friend, Elizabeth, and today I'm going to tell you the tale of how I came to MC.
We all have a story to tell-- stories of where we've been, how we've gotten there, and where we're going. On this campus, we call those our "MC stories." Every student and alumni has their own MC story and--who knows--maybe you'll have your own one day.
To give you a glimpse into what that looked like for me, let's rewind to the year 2009, when MC was introduced into my story.
(yes, this is me at 16)
I was a junior in high school, and college wasn't quite on my mind. I knew I wanted to go out of state, but I hadn't taken any proactive steps aside from deleting a bunch of emails from obscure colleges in Iowa or somewhere.
One day, my English teacher announced that a college fair was happening at Louisiana Tech and promised our class bonus points if we went. So, of course, I decided to go. I went purely for bonus points and free pens, not knowing that a new chapter of my life was about to begin.
Before I could sign in and secure my bonus points, I was greeted by Elizabeth Wallace, an MC Admissions counselor. She welcomed me to her booth with a wide smile and good conversation. Before I realized what was happening, Elizabeth was describing everything I ever wanted in a college. She and I became great friends after that, and I soon came to Clinton for my first visit of my now-home.
I skipped school and spent the day with my mom exploring campus and falling in love with MC. We were led around by a Scout for a formal tour and chatted in the Admissions Office with Elizabeth about life and future plans. I also got to meet with professors to learn about the departments I was interested in, which made my school loving heart leap with joy. The English department had my heart as soon as the department Chair, Dr. Randle, explained that we study literature so that we can better study the Word of God.
The rest is history.
I visited a few other schools after MC, but something kept telling me that I would be coming back to Clinton (something = Jesus). The Lord opened door after door for opportunities like the Presidential Scholarship, Laguna Social Tribe, and the English Department. The Brick Streets even offered assurance to me that this was going to be my home.
And here I am, four years later, about to close the MC chapter of my life, but so thankful that it was written. MC has become the home that I needed to foster growth and maturity that will hopefully stay with me the rest of my life.
So what about you? You have a story too!
Who knows where life will take you or how the next chapter will turn out. No matter what your story looks like, tell it. Your story is beautiful because your life is beautiful. Thanks for taking few minutes to chill and read my story.
You guys rock.
Until next time,
Elizabeth "telling the tale" Moore