Finishing school for the elite? Or modern day hub of academic learning?Louis Ashworth

Just over two years ago, I was eagerly awaiting my A level results. On a rather cloudy August morning, I received confirmation from UCAS that I had made my offer, and would be becoming a Cambridge fresher. And like the thousands of other students across the country and around the world, I was ecstatic.

But as a fresher, I was as naive as they come. As the first person in my family and school to go to Cambridge, it was hard to decipher fact from fiction. What were the people going to be like? Would I make friends? How much work was I expected to do in a week? Was the city a safe place to live? Would I enjoy living away from home?

But coupled with the normal fresher nerves, arriving in Oxbridge as a first generation student has its own pressures that other universities do not. I will always remember, having got my offer from Robinson College, returning to my sixth form and talking to my fellow peers about my experience. One student’s response has stuck with me: “Congratulations on making your offer Emily, but even if I had good grades, I would never want to study at an institution so far up its arse.” Fitting in at any university has its challenges, but with the media and press having consistently mocked Oxbridge for being elitist, posh and full of expensive, unnecessary traditions, I felt as if friends and family were ridiculing my choice of higher education. Perception is the hardest wall to break down, especially for securing better access for those from disadvantaged schools, ethnic minorities and lower income families. However, two years later I can only look back and laugh at how ridiculous my own and others’ initial perceptions were.

First of all, many of my friends joked about how I wouldn’t be able to have a social life at Cambridge – a classic myth, which is NOT true in the slightest, being that Cambridge students spend their entire life locked away in their college library. During Freshers’ Week, it became clear that this was not necessarily the case. Three ‘bops’, a pub crawl, and two nights out to Cindies later, my first essay of term was complete. Of course, the Cambridge Freshers’ Week is a very different experience to other universities, but that is not to say that I didn’t have fun. While the number of nights out certainly drops by week four, I spent many enjoyable evenings in the college bar, the JCR and in other friends’ rooms. Quite surprisingly, I found my social life blossom; finding the correct balance between work and fun is a learning curve, but it is very achievable, and can lead to a more fulfilling social life than ever before.

The second myth that I can gladly debunk is that Cambridge is full of ‘posh people’. This is a classic among state schools and, sadly, can be a deciding factor for not even applying. I remember asking a second year medic before I arrived if I would be judged as a ‘poor student’ if I turned up with my parents in a 19-year-old Nissan Almera. Of course there are the odd few students who the Daily Mail can make a story out of as they flaunt their wealth in strange and precocious ways. I found that the topic of finance only popped up with my friends in Easter term with the question of affording May Ball tickets. Two years later, I can thankfully say that I have never been judged because my parents own an old banger, nor have I ever been judged for living within my means.

Thirdly, one of the more underrated aspects of being a Cambridge student is the array of sports and societies which you can join and explore. The myth that Cambridge students spend their ‘free time’ dressed in gowns, drinking port and conversing over Karl Marx is far from accurate, when considering the number of opportunities available. From rowing, to badminton, to a games society, and even a jelly society; there was everything and anything available to try. For future freshers, my advice would be to only sign up to societies you will commit to; paying a fee to join the chocolate, whiskey and astronomy societies, while also committing to yoga, ballet and ultimate frisbee, was lunacy and ultimately a waste of both time and money. Although this year I may sign up for the massage society and possibly give quidditch a go, just remember that you have three years to try everything, not just three terms.

Lastly, (and most importantly) remember to be yourself. There is no exact mould of how a Cambridge student should or shouldn’t be. When you imagine a Cambridge student, automatically an image of a student on a bicycle, carrying a vintage satchel and possibly a book comes to mind. Supervisors, your DOS, tutors, and friends won’t want you to be a copy of someone else. Be brilliant. Be unique. But be yourself.