To say that a man is vain means merely that he is pleased with the effect he produces on other people.
— Max Beerbohm
The year is 2004. A young boy is given his first ever creative writing assignment, and he has an idea. An idea for a marvellous world, filled to the brim with opportunity, bristling with unbridled creativity. A world where one humanoid can change the world. The boy writes with utter grace and aplomb. The tale he weaves touches on class disparity; familial relationships; the passage of time and innovation. It is brilliant, it is insightful, it is emotional.
It is an absolute rip-off of Dreamworks’ Robots.
His teacher, however, doesn’t realise that. Hell, neither does he until years later, when he actually takes a second to think about where he pulled that story from. Still, accidental inspiration aside, that assignment remains something amazing: it is the first inkling that the little boy can write. He takes this spark and runs with it, charting a lofty course through the world with nothing more than some ideas and a pen.
What happens to that little boy, you ask?
That little boy grows up to be J.K. Rowling.
Okay fine it was me. Moving on.
So, about that lofty course I’m charting… Welcome to its current step!
My name is Sarim, and I am your student blogger for The NEW for the 2019/2020 school year. I’m very happy to be here, and excited to write all manner of things as we progress.
We officially begin this year of The NEW with my favourite topic:
I’m just kidding, I’m not that vain (most of the time). That said, if I’m going to be providing you with some level of insight and intrigue this year, you should maybe know a little about who I am.
I was born and raised in London, England, which puts me in the relatively unique position of being able to tell you that Taylor Swift’s London Boy is a bunch of pandering garbage. No-one wants to go to Hackney.
I moved to Canada with my family in 2014, finishing up high school and joining UofT two years later. I’ve been at New since 2016, and am set to graduate in 2020. I am… Excited? I don’t know, jury’s still out on that one.
What I do know is good about being an almost-graduate is that it gives me focus for this blog. I’ve seen a good amount in my time here at New. After four orientations, a stint on Student Council, and waaaaaay too much time in Wilson Lounge, I’ve learned there’s much to say about this college of ours.
That last paragraph essentially shapes the perspective I hope to bring to The NEW. I want to talk about the things that shape the student experience at New, and at UofT in general. Questions on what this place does to us, the passage of time, mental health: there’s a whole host of topics I aim to write on. I’m an active community member with one foot out the door: call this my swan song. Or, songs, since I’m posting multiple times… Anyway.
Let’s see, what else is worth mentioning? I’m an English major with minors in Spanish and Literature & Critical Theory. Put simply, yo hago palabras good. I also love a good conversation! If you ever have anything ranging from a vicious takedown of Samuel Richardson to a theory on why Freddy Fazbear isn’t actually dead, feel free to hit me up.
To end on a note that truly shows how much love I have for New: if I were ever to defect to another college, it’d be Vic (catch me at Caffiends every so often). That’s appropriate to say, right?
And that’s that. I look forward to the year ahead with you, dear Reader.
Till next we meet,