2019 Cabrini Story Contest Voting
Please pick one story from each of the three writing prompt categories which we received story submissions. Each page includes all stories available for voting within a category.
Poll closes at 5pm, April 11.
Father Jack McDowell was our campus priest while I was at Cabrini. I immediately took to Father Jack like he was a good friend. He often played pickup games of basketball with us and we always had an open invitation to visit campus residence.
Father Jack was a bigger music freak than I and had an entire walk in closet and crawl space lined with nothing but albums. His favorite band was the same as mine; The Beatles. I can’t tell you how many times I hung out at that gate house listening to music and chowing down on roast beef, which was always in his Crock Pot.
December 8th, 1980 was no different in that respect. A gang of us were hanging out that night, listening to music, eating roast beef, and watching Monday Night Football. But this night did turn out to be different. It was during that game that we learned of the tragic shooting of John Lennon.
We all sat and stared at the TV in disbelief.
We sat and talked and listened and played every single Beatles and Lennon recording that we could get our hands on. It was just one of those nights that will always be remembered. I am so glad that I was where I was when this news broke. Jack had a wonderful way of facilitating the healing process and pulling the pieces together as a friend, as a fan, and yes, as a priest.
- Stephen Brown ('84)
April 6th. 2017. 2pm. The plug was pulled. She died in the most silent manner. I had to witness the eternal silence of my grandmother via FaceTime since I was in my freshmen year of college.
Here.
Silence.
Defining silence.
All I can hear were my wails penetrating that oh so good silence.
I had collapsed onto the floor. My roommate having just came back from class had no idea what happened. All she knew is that something disrupted my usual silence. She held me like a mother holds her child. Hours upon hours she had held me. She held me until I was finally able to be silent again. Finally, with a voice that sounds like I had walked the desert without a supply of water for weeks, I said “she’s gone.”
She didn’t want me to go to work that night as a Desk Assistant, but she prepared me. I tried to call out, told people my grandmother had died earlier that day. All I heard on the other side of the phone was crippling silence. I had to sit desk.
Thanks to my roommate I was able to do what I had to. I sat at the desk in complete and utter silence.
Without my roommate I would have sat in my room in depressing silence for the rest of the night.
The only thing me and my grandmother had in common is that we were both better at being silent.
Advice given from her, both sought and unsought, is truly invaluable. The life lessons I have learned from her are cherished. Her spirit and whole being have singlehandedly increased the love I have for myself and others tenfold. I genuinely am a better citizen, educator, and friend because of her. Dr. Susan Pierson has impacted my life greatly. I am immensely thankful for her kind words, remarkable teaching, and guidance. I have been a constant student at Cabrini for the past 9 years. I have had Dr. Pierson for both undergraduate and graduate school. In all honesty, I really do feel blessed to have crossed paths with Susan. She is everything I hope to be as an educator and human being. She has demonstrated empathy when I was dealing with problems in my home life. She has offered me advice on how to reach set goals as an educator. Most importantly, she has taught and modeled for me how to love all people and advocate for those with no voice. Susan goes above beyond to reach students as a whole, and not just in the classroom. It is a wonderful feeling to experience faith being restored in you by a role model. I have felt down on myself, unhappy with my profession, and angry as a person. Dr. Pierson has instilled in me the tools I need to overcome any obstacle I meet. Thank you, Dr. Pierson, for everything. You will forever remain a role model in my life.
- Roseanne (Rosie) Robb ('13)
When I began my college search, I applied as a secondary education major, and I was looking at each schools teaching department. I thought I wanted to teach. After getting accepted to a few schools, I had my top choices picked out, but for some reason, I was still not drawn to anything.
While visiting a school for my sister, my parents asked if I had wanted to visit Cabrini because it was close to where we were, and I hadn’t seen it before. For some reason this school never jumped out to me for education, and I was soon to figure out why.
When we arrived on campus the first thing I saw was a building called “Grace Hall” and I knew I needed to go in there. It was calling my name, literally. I walked inside, and requested to take a tour of campus. I ran into the head of the social work department. I had no idea what social work even was. But I asked her, and in our brief five minute conversation I knew that’s what I needed to do. I never felt more sure about something than I did when I left Cabrini that day!
Cabrini’s values line up so effortlessly with the NASW code, I knew that I was about to embark on a glorious journey. I am currently a third year student at Cabrini, still loving it, and learning more about helping others than I could ever imagined.
- Grace Duncan ('20)
I had my eyes first set on Cabrini when I was in high school which was Swenson Arts and Technology High School in that high school it had Allied Health it showed me a lot of experiences which was how to do CPR, vital signs, blood pressure, height/weight, I also got the HIPAA certification. When I graduated from Swenson that is when I said to myself Cabrini is going to be a good fit for me. Coming to Cabrini it was a big challenge because when I first started college as a freshman the professors were nice, but at the same time what I realized was that the professors in college are not going to be on top of me like as an example don't be late for class or do your homework. I am proud of myself because I graduated from high school and in college actually it's my second year, how my parents went through from leaving college and coming to the United States that was really hard but they have worked and sacrificed so so hard in order to keep me and my brother ahead finish our education and further our future. Getting into college was the best thing that ever happened to me because all the things that my parents couldn't have my goal will always be finishing college for four years and have a job or open a business. This is important for me because I want my cousins to see my example.
- Mirka Espinoza ('22)
It was the heavy kind of mud. The thick, dense, stick-to-the-boots kind of mud that adds serious weight to the feet and makes a person’s gait feel monster-like. And there was no shaking off that mud. We just kept working. Carrying the lumber, reaching for more screws, drilling planks, measuring, sawing, digging post holes, none of those tasks needed anything but consistent action. None of us let the heavy boots hold us back. The mud that week in Mingo County, West Virginia, put me in mind of the mud in Mount Sinai, Ecuador. The deep ruts made after a soaking rain softened the earth. I could still hear the grinding of the gears when the van had to be reversed and backed out of those muddy Ecuadoran furrows as I stood in West Virginia, helping to hold up the frame of the back deck we were building. Saying yes is ageless. No one at Cabrini asks for your age when the call to action is made. The passionately committed students, the fiercely empowering faculty, and staff members who engage and participate are all the same in service, in living with purpose. Campus Ministry asked the question, “will you go?” And by saying yes, it occurred to me that the call to action is ageless and ongoing. It does not end at any age. Presence and time require nothing but a nod of agreement and a willing spirit. I am always grateful for that reminder.
- Meg Harrison (MS'15)
One group, one goal, one week, with a chance to make an impact not on just the people in Guatemala but on ourselves. A week in Guatemala taught me more about compassion, love and solidarity than I’ve learned in my entire life.
Connecting with someone does not have to be through words but with intention and emotion. Nancy and Hamemmia, both Mayan children around 5 years old, knew I couldn’t communicate the way I wanted to. Yet simple actions like running around the circular flower beds playing tag showed the girls enough to trust me and that my intensions were pure. They ran and tackled me to the ground giggling uncontrollably.
Nancy offered me a lick of her huge blue lollipop, and at that moment I realized this 5-year old who was coming from a developing country, with little in material goods to offer, still wanted to give me everything. I wanted to give both girls the world, but I knew money or candy were not going to make an impact. In the end I’m just one person who went to Guatemala and would be back in the United States in a week. This small interaction impacted me. I felt so much love for these girls, I didn’t want to let them out of my arms.
This trip was to immerse myself into the culture and understand by listening to the people about their lives and I thank Cabrini for allowing me to do this.
- Angela Capozzi ('20)