by Cherryl F. Cercado
Editor in Chief

The scene can be repeated over and over again, as if it were a vision in a crystal ball and an old, wise gypsy lady were watching. The campus is quiet until students, faculty and staff arrive to spend another day in a place that is so familiar, yet unknown.

Every task that is set to be completed, whether it is going to a lecture, to work or back to the dorm room, is accomplished swiftly, diligently and without a single thought toward the place they call school, work or home.

As students, we have made a choice in attaining an education and making it a priority in our lives. We do not question being here. But in not questioning, we do not realize the moments that are important, that have meaning.

In 20 years, we will not reminisce about times spent in class or work. Instead, we will remember attending a speech that made an enormous impact to us. Perhaps we stopped eating meat, started voting and continued giving blood because of that moment. We will recall the silly times we ran through the sprinklers at midnight with our friends and then laughed hysterically afterwards.

With those moments in mind, let us examine the real La Verne through that crystal ball and observe as if we were that old, wise gypsy lady.

Let us catch a glimpse of the student who goes to bed at midnight only to rise five hours later in hopes of gaining some more time to review what she already knows for that one exam that is going to make a significant dent in her grade.

Take a peek into a life of a professor who, besides a full load of classes, must devote his time to attend meetings-both student and faculty. After all, a professor at La Verne does not just teach, but also serves as an advocate concerning decisions affecting his students’ lives.

Pass by a staff member and see all that she or he has to do. From making appointments for faculty to ensuring that a television shoot will be flawless, all hold tremendous amounts of responsibility. These are the people who make things run-the people to turn to when you really need something done.

Then, let us look at La Verne as a whole, becoming aware that every minute something is happening- whether in a class in the middle of the afternoon where you sit, either drowsily or with great interest, or in your car, as you aimlessly drive, searching for a place to park at ten o’clock in the morning.

Or perhaps that “something” does not even have to affect you. It can be someone else who is sitting in the computer lab surfing the internet or another person who is rushing to be on time for soccer, football, volleyball or basketball practice.

A glimpse of a day in the life of the University makes us aware that in our own individual existence we, as students, are all part of an entity that we call our college experience. And in all its silence, silliness and boisterousness, La Verne is a place we all call home.

La Verne Magazine invites you to be the old, wise gypsy lady as we serve as your crystal ball.