Although for some this may be an irrelevant detail of this journey, I must say that one of the greatest faculties of my life was residing in student housing. Right at the beginning of my graduate studies, due to my low income, I was benefited from the possibility of living in student housing. In my case, that environment was exotic due to the myriad of people who lived there, everyone with a different background. But somethings were similar amid all. In addition to the fact that they did not have much financial condition, another common feature was their various types of family problems and emotional traumas to be solved. I felt it was like a social experiment. In the face of that scenario, I must confess that my problems were negligible. We shared the kitchen and bathroom between 6 people, whereas the space where the beds were was shared between 3 students. After some years the rules changed and we started to share the dorm room between two. Needless to say: there was no privacy. The beds were side by side and only a tiny space remained for us to walk between the beds.
The student housing was an environment where we celebrated together, where every tear shed was explained to a colleague, and it was a place where we shared dreams and anxieties. There were some who studied at night and slept all day, others who stayed studying all day, came home and still studied at night, there were students who were very talkative and there were those who were very quiet and reclusive. In there you would find the math people, the businesspeople, the humanities people, and everything that you can imagine. Conversations ranged from complex surgery, Marx and Engels, thermophysics, psychology, and many others, you name it.
We used to cook at the weekends for everyone, share our knowledge, sing together, I actually learned a lot with those old colleagues, further than the university classroom would be able to teach. I could spend days sharing the incredible moments of joy, laughter, and experiences that I had at the student housing, as well as describing several moments of abandonment, sadness, anxiety, fear, and anger that I ended up facing in that space because it is difficult to live with other people. But I will spare you from it. However, I must finish by saying that the student housing provided me with shelter during my studies, for which I will be eternally grateful.
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