I’ve always found the word “sophomore” to be comical. The term comes from the compound of two ancient Greek words, σοφός (sophos), "wise" + μωρός (moros), "foolish, dull". Sophomores, the wise fools who are not completely new to the college environment unlike freshmen, but do not have enough experience or wisdom to be considered “adult” like juniors and seniors. We still are finding ourselves in the world but we have already begun the process of developing into our own selves. I think the “wise fool” nature of sophomore year rings true, especially in the times we are living in. Everyone in our generation seems to be aware of the great social change that is happening in today’s society. Some have already taken great strides to fight for social justice, some do not know where or how to begin; most recognize that something must be done. We feel as if we are a special generation, the class of 2019, as we move one step closer to graduating. But we still have not figured out our role in the world yet. Not by a long shot.

As I walked back to my dorm late last night with a friend, he asked, “Do you think it’s all downhill from here?” Taken aback by his question, I asked him to clarify. “Do you think we lose some of who we are after this? As we take on more responsibilities and move into the real world?” he clarified. I thought about this question for a while and then responded. “I do not think it goes ‘downhill’ from here,” I said, “I think we are at a moment of our lives where we do have to start taking on more responsibilities. But I wouldn’t describe it as ‘downhill’. It’s a progression and we have to take in every moment while we can.” We walked in silence back to our respective dorms.

I feel good about this sophomore year. I sense that all of my peers will have their own new experiences that will shape and mold them into productive citizens. I believe that we have the potential to shape future generations. I think we will be great. I feel all of these things in my spirit. Even if I am just a sophomore.