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Here was a chance to join a social network, to find a niche in the complicated world of adolescence. He faced three choices: soccer, football, or track...
...dancing an outlet for self-expression. Altenburg studied at The Washington School of Ballet for seven years and recounts that she practiced from three to eight rigorous hours a day. She turned to dance with a professional ballet company when she took a year off after high school to join The Washington Ballet. For Altenburg, the transition from the harsh world of professional dance to the perhaps harsher world of Harvard was a difficult one. Though she now refers to the Harvard Ballet Company as a “second family,” Altenburg missed the intensity...
...Internet has a similar potential for connecting even the strangest of people; whether your penchant be for roller coasters, commercial air travel, real estate in the Florida panhandle, or obscure Japanese trading card games, there are communities out there for you to join. Even Harvard itself, thanks to the Facebook, is the center of such an online social network—one which unites most of its present students and an increasing number of its alumni in the ability to poke one another and exchange inane messages about birthdays which would otherwise have been forgotten...
...certainly play a role. “We thought we sailed pretty well,” co-captain Clayton Johnson said. “At the end of the day, qualifying was our only concern.” Harvard (5-2) lost to only Yale and Tufts, who will join Harvard at Nationals after finishing at 6-1. Yale won a tie-breaker over Tufts to take first place. Johnson, senior Vincent Porter and sophomore Kyle Kovacs skippered each of the three boats, while junior Emily Simon, senior Ruth Schlitz and sophomore Elyse Dolbec served as their respective crews...
...stopping us from maintaining friendships the old-fashioned way. And whether we like it or not these communities—our own and Harvard’s both—will keep growing: the class of 2010 is already on the Facebook, and, someday, the class of 2040 will join them. This, in the end, is something I think we should take comfort in; it means that if we ever need to ask someone about oenology, or how to spell it for that matter, they’ll never be more than a poke away...