|Members of Lady Margaret Hall ---matriculated!|
Official Roll Call
Interestingly, despite having attended classes for a week already (last Saturday; two weeks now), we were not "officially" Oxford students until matriculation was complete. This began with a roll call, in which every new student at Lady Margaret Hall college waited to hear their name called. In fact, if you're not on the list (they email you many times in advance to ensure that you are)...you can't attend classes at Oxford or graduate. I wonder if they've ever had anyone fail to show up?? I must add, the commentator/speaker was quite amusing, almost comical, trying to make a pun out of any last name he could, while we waited in the (luckily sunshine, not rain) for our name to be called.
|Matriculation at St. Anne's in 1941 (oldest pic I could find!)|
|Sapna in "sub-fusc" attire --Lady Margaret Hall|
Scitote vos in Matriculam Universitatis hodie relatos esse, et ad observandum omnia Statuta istius Universitatis, quantum ad vos spectent, teneri.'
‘Know that you are today added to the Roll of the University and bound to obey all the statutes of this University so far as they apply to you.'
|Very comical roll call|
Photos & Fun
At the risk of looking pretentious, Juliet, Sultana, Hannah, Dima and I took some photos in the autumn parks of LMH, while waiting for our mandatory appearance (hours later) at the MCR (graduate) and JCR & MCR combined (with undergraduates) group photo. Many thanks to Dima, for instructing us on how to stand and pose for the camera, and to Tim, for being the one to snap photos of us ladies (countless times, until we got the "perfect" shot).
Check out the Glog below for a fun snapshot! To view the pictures and poster more clearly, click on it or take a look at this link on glogster.com:
Another perk of Oxford life is formal hall, a dinner that occurs every Friday, but must be booked in advance. This particular hall about a week and a half ago, was the first formal hall, where we were all greeted by the Principal of the college, and had a wonderful meal in our formal dresses or sub-fusc- and gowns. It felt like being in a moment of history - like a flashback to a previous era -- as the Principal rose to leave first at the end of the meal, followed by the head table, and then, us "regular" college members.
|Dima and Lingling|
As you can imagine, as traditional and wonderful as these ceremonies are, they do cut into our significantly short reading time (ie: with my optional-but-strongly recommended sessions, and French class, that's 17 hours of class time per week!). Last Saturday was a write-off study-wise, as was today (thanks to a very interesting, albeit all day seminar on Research Methods)....so I'm off to hit the books. I've had a request for a blog on English tea...and Juliet and Sultana have said that, when we have the time, we should go out for "English high tea", so that post is hopefully coming sometime soon!