<p>NB: I’m a Haverford tour guide.</p>
<p>I think this thread is a great idea, especially for those who don’t have the wherewithal to visit everywhere they’d like to. If it was a perfect world, we’d all be able to “plug in” to a college and learn about the intangibles that the tour guide/glossy viewbook can’t convey, but we can’t, so we rely upon other cues to infer what might be true.</p>
<p>All this talk about my fellow ‘Fords and I as short and having "two days’ beard" (I’m female, so no beard, but I’m short indeed) doesn’t hurt my feelings all that much; we tend to have a bit of good humor about that sort of thing. It’s true that we joke that the typical Havermale is five-foot-eight, hairy, and named Dan. Some freshman halls, in no ignorance of the Dan archetype, celebrate “Stachevember,” meaning that, depending on your time of visit, you may see a truly impressive degree of scruffitude.</p>
<p>But “ugly”? “Depressed-looking”? Ouch. I think I’m about to become the latest Haverford tour guide with no self-esteem. I must have been lucky on the day I took my own tour, since I didn’t run across too many uglies - otherwise I wouldn’t have ended up here and had this life-changing education! Seriously, though - I’m not going to address the charges at hand (suffice it to say I disagree), but I just wanted to gently remind you of two things:</p>
<p>– The perceived attractiveness of the handful of students you’ll encounter on your tour is not necessarily indicative of the experience you’ll have at a college, unless you have some sort of hotness criteria for the classmates who will patiently help you through your problem sets, the hallmates who will surprise you with delicious treats on your birthday, or the friends who will support you through your first night away from home, your thesis oral defense, and everything in between (and beyond).</p>
<p>– Your tour guide can’t be everything to everyone. I’m careful never to wear pearls or shoes with a heel: I’ll never forget that Wellesley tour guide whose outfit singlehandedly convinced 16-year-old me to not apply. In retrospect, would I have been happy at Wellesley? Absolutely. Do I realize that I may do little unconscious things that could convince a student who’d be happier here than anywhere else that Haverford sucks? Sure, and I certainly hope that hasn’t happened, but I remember what it’s like to tour 20 colleges - you can only apply to 10 of them, and they all seem to have low student-faculty ratios and well-maintained lawns, so something’s gotta give. Did I mention that the tour guide forgot to put on deodorant?</p>
<p>I might not be posting this if not for my own parents, who were the ones who taught me to look past the superficial in my college search. I hope you can help your kids to do the same.</p>