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Author's Note:An interview with a new, college classmate that is somewhat ideal and romantic in tone.
Christina is a freshman, or possibly sophomore, currently in the midst of her second semester at TNCC. She is a young woman of eighteen years, having graduated from Gloucester High School just last year. She is a resident of Gloucester County. She is currently enrolled as a full-time student taking thirteen semester credit hours, divided between four classes and one lab. The four classes, in no particular order, are: HIS 101 History of Western Civilization I; ENG 212 Advanced Composition; BIO 101 General Biology I (and the requisite lab); and ENG 242 Honors, Survey of American Literature II—our class.
Christina’s avocational pursuits, or hobbies, are swimming and gymnastics. In high school she was a member of the swim team. Therefore, in answer to my question, she is an excellent swimmer, as compared to me, someone who cannot tread water to save his life! Her immediate goals and aspirations are to transfer to the Virginia Commonwealth University in Richmond. She plans to major in elementary education, and to minor in English. Having therefore divulged her desired major to me, I did not bother to ask Christina what she wanted to do in terms of a career, as I implicitly assumed that she plans to teach as an elementary school teacher. Of course, in writing this, I now realize that elementary education can entail more callings than just as a teacher. Aware now of my error, I shall not assume anything about my honors classmates in the future.
Beyond these spare facts—tidbits, I should say—I really know nothing else of Christina, for, without meaning to, I did most of the talking and sharing. So, to do my new acquaintance justice, I shall fill the remainder of this essay with my observations of her general appearance and her demeanor.
Christina was a petite, dark-haired brunette sporting fashionable eyewear, which along with her physical appearance and her dress lent to her the quality of obvious intelligence and good upbringing. As a young woman, she was fairly attractive, not only in appearance but also in demeanor. Her dark hair was long and wavy, and apparently healthy and well-groomed. She was also tastefully well-dressed, in such a way that was neither flashy nor overly subdued, but somewhere comfortably in the middle where her best features were accentuated. She wore glasses, of the fashionable variety. They did not overpower her face, or took away from its youthful attractiveness. They fitted her facial appearance and her mien quite well, and only served to flatter her in this regard. In a word, her eyewear was tasteful and well-suited to her. As to her eyes, I am almost positive—but not absolutely certain—that they were quite blue; which was quite remarkable in itself, as I do not generally meet or happen upon many brunettes with true blue eyes, let alone blue eyes that are deep and thoughtful, which seemed to be the case with Christina. As for her face, it was petite and small, with an almost delicate-looking, fragile attractiveness about it. Her skin and complexion were even and smooth and uniform, unspoiled and unvitiated by freckles, blemishes, moles, or anything of the kind. Her hands, like her face, were petite and small and attractive. Her fingers were not very long, but for a young woman of her somewhat diminutive size, they were neither short nor stubby-looking. Rather, they were well-defined and therefore handsome. Her nails were not long or extravagant, but trimmed and modest. She, like most healthy, young people nowadays, was blessed with a good set of hands.
Christina’s personality and overall demeanor were that of a young woman of intelligence and good upbringing. She appeared to be well-behaved, thoughtful, pleasant, and affable. On this note, it was she who approached me upon the task of finding an interview partner, while I sat in my seat—somewhat reluctant and intimidated by the idea—with hesitation for fear of taking a risk and being summarily rejected because of my extreme age. During our interview, she appeared confident and practiced as she briefly explained to me the nature and purpose of the interview from her personal experience in ENG 241 Honors; denoted the specific questions to me to ask of each other; and basically steered me through the interview’s unfamiliar purpose and approach. In a word, her prior experience made our interview that much easier. As she spoke during the interview I noticed that Christina was fairly well-spoken. She spoke clearly and articulately, with the syntax and intonation of one whose English is neither high nor low, but direct and straightforward and unassuming—and well-suited and appropriate to the occasion, which, in essence, was two strangers becoming acquaintances for the first time. During her speech I noticed no accent or twang of any kind, just a straightforward, unaccented style of speaking and communicating, much like my own, I might add. Also, I noticed that she did not have the often fatal habit of speaking through her nose, which happens to afflict some people in life. She apparently spoke with her diaphragm and her lungs, which is far better and more recommended by experts in manners and etiquette as being necessary for good and effective elocution.
During the question and answer process of the interview—when it was my turn to speak—I noticed that Christina was attentive, thoughtful, and pleasant. It was easy to share with her. And occasionally she would smile in acknowledgement. She made me glad to have been her interview partner. Christina basically—by just being herself—allayed my fears of rejection and helped make my first day as a honors student that much easier and painless. So, I conclude by saying that my overall impressions of Christina are that she was a young woman that family and friends must be very proud of, and fortunate to have in their lives; as I know I am fortunate to have her as an honors classmate and as an acquaintance.
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ngoc m. nguyen
"Having the form of godliness, but denying the power thereof. From such turn away."--St. Paul
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