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Cedar '26

Cedar '26

An outdoor portrait of Cedar

Hometown: Lexington, MA

Groton activities: afterschool art, peer tutoring, peer counseling, diversity & inclusion prefect, The Grotonian, The Circle Voice, Acolyte head, Philosophy Club head 

Most surprising when you first arrived at Groton: I was most surprised by the teachers when I first arrived at Groton. Their passion not only about their subject but about helping their students discover that same passion for themselves was inspiring. When I came to Groton, I had a staunch dislike for mathematics, but through my Fifth Form math teacher’s encouragement, I began to recontextualize how I saw STEM within what I knew and loved best—the humanities. Now I can say that I am as much a student of STEM as I am a student of the humanities, and I believe I am not alone in this experience. At Groton, teachers make a point to emphasize the ultimate lesson, which is that learning is a lifelong endeavor and not a means to an end. 

Favorite class: The class I have enjoyed the most was my fourth form World History class with Mr. Spierer. Each day, we would begin our lesson with a current event that related in some way to 15th century mercantilism, or to the battle of Verdun, etc. I soon discovered just how interconnected history really was, and just how lively a seemingly boring textbook could become when it was taught by Mr. Spierer. I remember walking out of that class each time galvanized by the history I had just learned, often discussing it down the hall with my classmates on my way to lunch or wherever else. 

Most memorable Groton moment: By far and away, my most memorable moments at Groton have been those late-late night common room conversations. Every Groton student can relate to procrastinating work to kick back and watch a sports game with your roommate or simply sharing a few good laughs at the end of a hearty day. 

Favorite Dining Hall food: Key lime pie 

Favorite place to study: Physics room with the boys 

 

Long Weekend

A much needed break from studies, this past long weekend would best be described as chaos in the Big Apple. Come noon on Friday, October 10, I shipped off with a few friends on an Amtrak train bound for Manhattan (promising myself I would work on college applications but in reality knowing I would do no such thing).

The Big Year

Senior year. The Big Year. Or so we are told

Awe in Amsterdam

This past summer, my family visited Amsterdam. For ten glorious days the North Holland sun warmed our backs and skipped light across the canal waters as we trekked through the city.