Davidson is in the middle of quaint little Davidson, North Carolina. It's not your typical college town because there isn't much in the town. Main Street is the main road through Davidson and consists of the Village Store, a Gnome Shop, the local coffee shop, Ben & Jerry's and CVS. We just recently got a Harris Teeter down the road near the highway, and I hear they're putting in a Starbucks too...both big steps for Davidson. But despite the fact that Davidson itself is small, there is a lot around it and a lot goes on on campus, so there is never a lack of possibilities of what to do.
Having only 1700 students, Davidson falls into the small school category which can be both good and bad. I love the small class sizes that it allows for. You get to know your teachers and they know you which makes them very approachable. I still have teachers from my first semester freshman year who stop me in the hall to see how I'm doing. And you're always guaranteed to see people you know everywhere. There's a great sense of community on campus because we really do have the opportunity to get to know so many people. The downside to a small school is that the rumor mill runs wild. This means that a lot of people have predispositions about kids, faculty, frats, eating houses, everything. But everyone knows that everyone talks here and as long as you take these stereotypes or reputations with a grain of salt, you'll be fine. Most people have learned to make their own opinions and not go off what other people say.
Until about a few weeks ago, whenever I said that I go to Davidson, I was normally met with either a blank stare, or a head nod followed by, "Now where is that again?" But thanks to the recent success of our basketball team I don't think that will happen anymore. Before, we were a small liberal arts school whose academic standards weren't understood or known far outside of Charlotte. I think that's about to change.
As far as school pride goes, we have an abundance here. That's another advantage to the small school. When we go to sports games, plays, concerts, we're not just watching a team or group perform. We're watching our friends and classmates do what they love. People paint themselves for soccer games, you can hear the cheers for the football team across campus, and of course the student section is always packed for basketball games. Our recent run in the NCAA tournament is a great example of our pride. Half of our campus made it to both Raleigh and Detroit and the other half crammed into the student union to watch together. I will never forget watching the clock run down in the Wisconsin game that sent us to the Elite Eight. The 900 room in the union was packed, everyone was on the feet, and I could barely hear my friends next to me over the cheering and singing of "Sweet Caroline." And then, all together, with horns honking and people still cheering, we all went down to the senior apartments to celebrate. It didn't matter if you knew anyone, because at that moment we were all connected.