The warm evenings and rainy evenings haven’t really changed the face of the season. It’s summer still, in the last days of its rampage. Fall, at least the semester by that name, begins on Monday, and every part of the campus is experiencing warm bubbles of its coming.
Reham’s here, and Chris, and Mafoya, and Abdiel, and Tola, and Clarissa, and pretty much everyone else: the usual suspects, the deer and the geese. There are also some new faces: the new Arabic teacher, the new Yoruba teacher, and a generally new campus experience with its coming excitement.
This should be good.