Parrish

Kim's story

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They always did say that the house on the hill was special. That it possessed a character all its own. But I never took any of these sayings seriously until that faithful day when Barbara Jean invited me in.

Barbara Jean had been my friend for a long time. So, when she invited me over, I was naturally excited to finally see her house. Of course I did not know that she lived in the big house, or at least that's what we kids used to call it.

I walked up to the house and entered. I could hear the mystical sounds of a violin echoing from a far off room in the mansion. I allowed my curiosity to direct me towards the sounds I was hearing. Walking down the corridor, I was a little nervous. I could tell that something was going to happen, something grand. Finally I approached the door where the music was seeping through. I held out my hand to turn the knob, and then...

Hi, my name is Kim Nakia Pinckney. I am a member of the class of 02 here at Swarthmore College. There's a funny story behind my major because, I currently don't have one. While I was abroad, my Sophomore paper was conveniently lost. Hence the fact that I am sitting here trying to reapply for the special major of Spanish and Education.

I live in Parrish Dorm this year, which is responsible for giving me the inspiration to write this story. The picture illustration for the story is actually a picture of Parrish dorm. As you can see, it is quite beautiful, especially to me since I lived in the ghettos of Willets for two years straight. I am enjoying my single on the second floor. It's a wonderful location right on the center of campus. If you would like more information about Swarthmore College, please refer to Swarthmore's web site, www.swarthmore.edu.