The Writing Center Retreat

Hey all!

My name is Kelan, and I will be one of the writing consultants that will be taking care of this blog.  Just a little bit about me before I start talking about a recap of the Writing Center Retreat. I'm from Afton, Minnesota, a lovely little town on the scenic St Croix River.  I spend my summers as an attendant at Como Zoo and Conservatory in St. Paul. This is my sophomore year at Coe and I’m majoring in Business Administration and Public Relations with a minor in Studio Art.  My involvement on campus includes the track and field team, where I throw the javelin, and membership in the fraternity Phi Kappa Tau, where I act as chapter historian.  One of my favorite things that happened this summer was I got the opportunity go back up north to the Coe College Field Station in the Boundary Waters and relieve my experience on the Wilderness Orientation as a counselor to the incoming freshman.  Thankfully no one starved, drowned or became bear food.

As far as the retreat goes, you'll have to excuse the delay in posting this recap. The Writing Center Retreat was about two weeks ago, but better late than never right?  Anyway, from a first time Writing Center consultant’s perspective; the idea alone was rather intimidating.  I imagined it to be a solid two day hell of intense writing focused on grammar and whipping off five page papers in mere hours. But low and behold, this was not what the retreat was about.  In reality, it was the exact opposite of what my imagination had conjured up.

The retreat started off the first day with an awesome get to know you activity in which the new consultants sat in an inner circle and the returning consultants sat in an outer circle around them. Every five minutes the new consultants moved one chair over allowing them to meet all of the senior members.  Think of it as speed dating Writing Center style.  I thought it was a great way to start off the retreat and I learned some names in the process!

Afterwards, we split up into groups and were given the assignment of responding to the fragment of a poem by the Greek poet Sapphos in 50-100 words with no more than 6 words per line. The reason that we split up into groups and didn't just respond to the poem by ourselves was because we were supposed to brainstorm our response to the assignment to the poem by having conferences with each other. I thought this was a very smart way to work on the assignment, even though hours of discussing the meaning of individual words gave me something of a stress headache.  It actually made me appreciate the writing conference a lot more. Sadly, I was not able to attend the infamous Writing Center skits event which followed, because of fraternity commitments, however I believe this year was just as great as previous years. 

The second day of the retreat started off similar to the first, with a get to know you game.  Dr. Bob had all the consultants stand in a circle, and he went through a series of survey questions such as are you the middle child or do you own a dog?   If the questions applied to you then you would stand in the middle of the circle. I thought it was really interesting to see which things the consultants had in common, and which consultants really stood out. I'll have you know I was one of only a few people that read the Harry Potter series three or more times! Good fun.

Getting down to business, we returned to the assignment we were given the previous day, to write a response about the Sapphos poem.  This day was more of a revision day, where we read each others’ responses and comment about the things that could be improved and the things that were well done. We had some great discussions in my group, and I enjoyed getting feedback on my response.  Being new to the Writing Center, this exercise felt like really good practice for what is to come in giving and receiving conferences.  After the groups had finished discussing, we all split up into our assigned committees to discuss meeting times. Sadly for me, I'm the only member of the  Writing Center Website Committee, but that doesn't mean that I’m not excited to see what I can do with the website to make it more up to date and cleaner.

My favorite moment of the retreat had to have been the ending of it, which on the surface sounds like a rather negative comment. However, it’s really the opposite.  After all the groups had finished meeting and Dr. Bob had met with the new consultants to cover expectations for the coming year, the returning consultants did something very special. The returning consultants formed a small circle and started pulling new consultants into it, while Sam Orvis read us some of the great things the new consultants should do in the coming year as a new member of the writing center family. The circle grew until all the consultants had made it in.  We were all left with the feeling that we are a community of students who can depend on each other.  Hopefully this finale will be a tradition we maintain in future years.

That wraps up the Coe College Writing Center Retreat Recap and my first blog post of all time! Hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.  More posts from other great writing center consultants are in the works, so please check back in the coming weeks.

Thanks for reading,

Kelan

A Little Lonely

When you're alone in the Writing Center (which rarely happens) you discover wonderful things. This yellow chair is a prime example. Take note of the amazing zebra print pillow and the lovely little...redheaded table. Glorious.

I can't wait until next year's retreat. And my next conference. Whenever that may be.

Yours most truly,

Taylor

some old retreat photos, just because

I love the WC retreat

For my first WC blog entry, I shall of course cover our recent retreat to the great Painted Rocks. I don't have permission yet to use people's names, so I'm going with first initial until I do.

Before sundown, several beginner consultants, P and J especially, had proven themselves to be superior pyro-technicians at the resort’s fire pit. Confusion ensued when E opened the hot dog box to find them frozen solid. I took action at this point, and micro-zapped the hot dogs until they could be jabbed onto a stick for roasting over the flames. Feeling very proud of myself, I sat around the fire to socialize with the new and returning consultants.

It’s a difficult thing to meet new people. I know I could have done a better job of making the new consultants feel more comfortable. At the same time, I know that as our new consultants work their hours in the WC, at least my face will be familiar and (I hope) welcoming.

Once the fire died out, most were ready for bed. C had the brilliant idea of bringing her pup tent along and I crashed it for the weekend. Nothing like mounds and mounds of pillows for bedding. Below, please note the photograph of me diligently finishing off a tin of baked beans while basking in the extravagant comfort of her plastic shelter.

Saturday, we practiced conducting workshops, conferencing, and writing short papers more or less simultaneously. As a Writing Center Fellow for a First Year Seminar class (so many proper nouns!), I needed the workshop experience so I could later conduct them for the first years as they prepare their Portfolios.

The night’s festivities was a double feature at a drive in movie theater. Passing cars honked vigourously as families, teenagers, and WC consultants enjoyed the canned scripts of The Clone Wars and The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2. I personally don’t know whether the success of such terrible writing is encouraging or not. In any case, much tickling and buffoonery ensued. Below, please note some documented merry-making.

We wrapped it up on Sunday with some sage advice passed down from senior consultants to our new recruits (my favorites were from L: always take the comfy chair, never microwave your socks, the WC fish will die), some last revising and conferencing, and the grand finale: the WC skits. My personal favorite was M’s portrayal of Kyn, the Center’s mannequin.

And that was it. My last WC retreat. May the year officially begin.

- Johanna