Tag: Andover Summer

  • Thinking about Anne and the article showed me that belonging is the start of real growth. I saw myself in Anne when I first arrived at Andover, unsure if I would fit in. Like her, I felt out of place. I even cried on my first day when my mother left on the airplane. Yet…

  • If Anne Shirley had arrived at Andover, she would have been amazed by the wide campus and the busy students rushing across the well-known intersection everyone talks about. She would probably have called it the most beautiful place she had ever seen, with its ivy-covered walls and shining chapel. At first, she might have felt…