Why I Chose Exeter

Hey Everyone!

I still remember the day that I found out I was accepted. I woke up to my Mom screaming downstairs.I leaped out of bed and ran downstairs- thinking the worst. She was standing in front of our computer looking at an email. I leaned over her shoulder and the words “Congratulations Jennifer” were spelt out in bold across the page. I did it. All of my hard work had paid off- I had been accepted into my dream school. For me, it came down between Exeter and our rival school Andover. My older brother had attended Exeter, so I had grown up attending his hockey and lacrosse games- it had always felt so comfortable. It did not take me long to decide where I wanted to go. Going to Exeter has been one of the best experiences of my life. I have leaned so much about me- things that I never thought I would. I have changed so much both as a person, an athlete, a student and a friend. Are there sometimes where the work seems too hard? Of course. Exeter is a hard school academically- it pushes you and I would be lying if sometimes the work gets to you. But all of you were accepted to Exeter because of your academic strength-the admission officers believe you will not only survive but THRIVE and add to the community.

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My friends back home ask me all the time- “Why did youchoose Exeter?” I could say its the academics, or the reputation of being one of the best high schools in the world, or the great athletics, but that would not encompass why I came here. There is not one tangible reason why I came. Things I love about Exeter are the way the trees bloom in the spring, or how even in the dead of winter people are still happy to be here. Or maybe when I am on break, I actively count the days until I can return home. There it is- I don’t refer to Exeter as my school- it’s truly become my home. I catch myself referring it to as such without even realizing it.

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A Saturday Night at Abbott Casino

I am sure all of you reading this have been accepted to great schools. You really cannot go wrong. As you go through the revisit process, pick where you see yourself not only attending classes, but living, and hanging out and making life long friends. When my brothers were deciding on colleges, my dad had them take a “Broken Leg Test.” Both of them were Division 1 lacrosse players. He wanted them to go somewhere where even if they broke their leg and couldn’t play lacrosse, that they would still love the school. Try to keep that in mind as you go through this process. Make sure you love the school you choose. (I hope that it’s Exeter!) I hope to see you on the path in September.

Good Luck,

Jenn