It was May 11, 2003 AD. We [the AVID class (sophomores and freshmen) and some seniors] went on a little fieldtrip to Woodbury University in Burbank. Woodbury specializes in business, fashion and architecture. This left me out.
Woodbury is a small private university in Burbank, California. The total cost of attending Woodbury is about $30,000 if you live on-campus.
When we got there, we were escorted into a room. It was filled with chairs. Each chair had a folder filled with Woodbury propaganda. The room, which was approximately 20ft x 100ft, had the image above almost everywhere. We were forced to sit and listen to a lady who was so excited she was in charge of the fashion programme that it was scary. She played us a video of the previous year Woodbury ‘Fashion’ Show. She took about one hour of my life that I could have wasted thinking of a better title for this essay. After she was over, we were split into two groups and taken on a campus tour.
Woodbury is pretty small. There are about two big buildings and 20-something bungalows. Before its erection as a university, the Woodbury campus was an all girls Catholic school. It has one soccer field and not a single basketball court. What once was the gym has been turned into a building, you can still see the basketball court lines in the hallways.
After an hour of walking we were taken to the same room were we had started. But now we had to listen to the man in charge of the Business programme. He talked, talked, talked and not to forget talked. His monologue might had been interesting if he had not use all these annoying clichés.
After another hour we were taken to the student cafeteria. Their system towards us was: You get one free meal, refills or extras are not free. That didn’t stop us, we had pockets. Thirty minutes of lunch and we were back on the bus, going back to school.
It was a good field trip, A nice excuse to skip first and third period.