I certainly hope the process of "rushing" has transformed on college campuses today. 35 years ago, I found the process trite and demeaning, as eager freshmen were picked apart like meat in secret settings of older peers in order to assess their worthiness to be accepted. I saw young women devestated by rejection and those who "made it" later participate in cycles of ridiculous just so they could feel they "belonged" . I was accepted by two sororities and accepted the bid for KAPPA DELTA. I was a sister for about seven months until it began to dominate my life with obligations and silliness, like being charged a dollar everytime I crossed my legs in a meeting (the money going toward equally pointless projects) or having to handsew a fancy pillow for my sorority mother with every girl trying to outdo the others in inventiveness and embellishment (something I had neither time, talent, nor funds for as a struggling student.) When sorority obligations were taking more time than my class obligations, it was time to leave and become independent. My feelings were kept to myself; I cited the need to give more focus to my studies as my reason, andI left on a gracious and appreciative note for the opportunity. In spite of that, Kappa Delta Nationals sent me a nasty, scathing note demanding I return all pins and insignia to them (which I paid for!), and chastising my decision. I felt like I was fleeing a cult! My pin was of pearls and emeralds of which I worked in order to afford. They refused to reimburse me. I refused to return them. The whole thing was pathetically shameful. I was 18 years old. That name KAPPA DELTA is still a negative trigger and I'm 62 years old!
I liked the video a wonder how you join.
I certainly hope the process of "rushing" has transformed on college campuses today. 35 years ago, I found the process trite and demeaning, as eager freshmen were picked apart like meat in secret settings of older peers in order to assess their worthiness to be accepted. I saw young women devestated by rejection and those who "made it" later participate in cycles of ridiculous just so they could feel they "belonged" . I was accepted by two sororities and accepted the bid for KAPPA DELTA. I was a sister for about seven months until it began to dominate my life with obligations and silliness, like being charged a dollar everytime I crossed my legs in a meeting (the money going toward equally pointless projects) or having to handsew a fancy pillow for my sorority mother with every girl trying to outdo the others in inventiveness and embellishment (something I had neither time, talent, nor funds for as a struggling student.) When sorority obligations were taking more time than my class obligations, it was time to leave and become independent. My feelings were kept to myself; I cited the need to give more focus to my studies as my reason, andI left on a gracious and appreciative note for the opportunity. In spite of that, Kappa Delta Nationals sent me a nasty, scathing note demanding I return all pins and insignia to them (which I paid for!), and chastising my decision. I felt like I was fleeing a cult! My pin was of pearls and emeralds of which I worked in order to afford. They refused to reimburse me. I refused to return them. The whole thing was pathetically shameful. I was 18 years old. That name KAPPA DELTA is still a negative trigger and I'm 62 years old!
Very much video
Im not a KD but absolutely love this. Empowered women empower others. 💚🤍