I’ve enjoyed singing for as long as I’ve known.
Whether through the choruses of Shady Side Academy or the SSA Intonations, my high school’s premier male a cappella group, singing defined my secondary school experience in ways nothing else could. It was my way of exploring ideas, making sense of my emotions and feelings, and sharing with the world the gift of music. It was my community, my support system, and my second family.
After the start of the pandemic, I realized how much singing mattered to me. Over Zoom and in the classroom, we were taunted by the prospect of singing. Never before did the sound we all loved—the echo off the walls of the theater, the harmonies we would create, the unison of our voices—seem to be so near, yet so far away.
Singing at SSA
A post-concert picture I took with my dad and sister. Shoutout to my mom, behind the camera!
Before I knew it, my senior year arrived, and college application season came around the corner. I found myself swamped in uncertainties. Lost, I noted that music mattered to me, and that I wanted to attend a college where I could sing and engage with music. So, when I began thinking about colleges, “singing / vocal music opportunities” became a criterion I could not let go.
And as time went on, it grew with my other criteria. Sometimes, it shifted one college off the list, and other times, it shifted one on. I found Harvard on my list after discovering a plethora of choral and a cappella opportunities through the Hub—Harvard’s directory for organizations, events, and activities.
I noted one day that students at Harvard had access to technology that would allow me to pursue my side interest in audio production and songwriting. This sealed the deal. I took the opportunity and applied to Harvard.
The biting winter season arrived in a blur, and with it came an acceptance letter. At that moment, I saw a different future ahead of me. My family and I rejoiced in ways we didn’t know how to. My friends and I cherished the coming end of our senior year. Before we knew it, high school was over.
Arriving at Harvard
The welcome banner I saw the day I moved in.
A few days after I arrived, I noticed a big red poster that read “SING at Harvard.” Although the poster was for Harvard chorus auditions, I knew the three words on the poster meant all the opportunities ahead of me. I saw this poster again at the Student Involvement Fair, but I never could have imagined just how many unique opportunities I would find.
Student Involvement Fair
Student Involvement Fair of Fall 2021, featuring over 450 student organizations at Harvard!
At Harvard, I found communities who shared my love of singing. From the choral programs to the a cappella groups, each with their own flavor and spice, there was no limitation to what kinds of singing experiences I could find.
Harvard’s singing opportunities extended to not only experienced singers looking to join a fun, dedicated group but also to beginners who wanted to learn the foundations. From classes about skills for singing to groups like the Kuumba Singers of Harvard College, I encountered an array of different musical dynamics but always the same appreciation for and love of singing.
I found my way through the Harvard-Radcliffe Collegium Musicum, one of Harvard’s choruses.
On the first day of rehearsal, I realized I was part of a new family. I noted just how wonderful it was to hear choral sounds again, like the echoes of our voices off the walls of Paine Hall, the chromatic harmonies we built as we sight-read our pieces, and our powerful voices pounding the empty pews of the hall with Dr. Andrew Clark’s infamous “forte ma.”
That feeling of familiarity resurfaced at Reunion: A Fall Concert, our joint concert with the Radcliffe Choral Society on November 6, 2021—the first in 20 months. Through singing, we delivered messages about hope, loss, remembrance, pain, and resilience.
Reunion: A Fall Concert
My Collegiites and I singing “Lay Me Low,” our closing number, by Addah Z. Potter and arranged by Kevin Siegfried, at Reunion: A Fall Concert.
My Collegiites and me singing “Lay Me Low,” our closing number, by Addah Z. Potter and arranged by Kevin Siegfried, at Reunion: A Fall Concert.
One note at a time, we reflected on the year passed. One note at a time, I reflected on my college transition. I felt a new comfort sink into place in this new environment that was Harvard. Every note represented a change in my life, a transition from an old experience to a new one, and a pulse from a community in which I felt supported no matter where I was. As I reflect on my first two months at Harvard, I realize that singing has grounded me in college much like it had in high school.
And, at Harvard, I know it only goes up from here.
A special shoutout to my Collegiites, Dr. Andrew Clark, Resident Conductor Jonathan Mott, and Accompanist Justin Blackwell! My first few semesters would not have been the same without you. With much Collegi-luv, as always!
Reunion: A Fall Concert was live-streamed and available to watch on YouTube here.
Drawing can be a leisure activity or a great way to relax. A sketch book and pen often accompanied me at the park in my free moments.
My Philosophy banner
FUP Silent Disco
First-year students gather to commemorate a successful alumni networking event at the historically exclusive Harvard Club of Boston
The Barker Center, home to the Harvard College Writing Center
Some friends and I took a coach bus from Boston to New York City and visited Times Square as a part of this trip!
My friends from my entryway and I pose for a picture together before we go kayaking!
A photo of me with the first two other students who were hired as freshman student workers last fall
One of my favorite photos of TCS. Small Island, Big Family!
Samia Afrose with friends at Luxor Cafe
Samia Afrose and Hana Rehman at South Asian Convocation
A photo of myself looking at the Zanzibari waters
Me with the director of FOP, the wonderful Lesedi Graveline
My friends and I love attending the socials that are hosted by the affinity groups!
A picture of a white poster with "Adams House is the Best House" written on it.
So grateful to have worked with these amazing student leaders this past year!
Me and a teammate sailing the first double handed sail of the year.
Here's Harpreet and I with our best friends back in high school!
My blockmates and I at Winthrop House on our Housing Day!
I have very specific playlists for every mood.
Kuumba had a winter concert last year that focused on the importance of Black Love; this photo, which captures the power of intimacy, was taken during the dance section of the concert.
Here's the new Sunflower sign we just put up with our students as community service.
Harvard Yard, where many first-year students live.
I make the most of my Zoom-ed reality by taking calls outside!
Here I am teaching a government class from last summer!
Performing at the Peabody Museum's Day of the Dead celebration and exhibit.
The view of the Charles River from Leveret House, which is right next to Winthrop House!
My Harvard Journal Project notebook, with its (not so successful) attempt to color the Harvard logo on the front.
My friends and I decided to have a group photo session the day before leaving campus!
Me giving out homemade awards to my MFP students!
Another spot to rest with great views of New Hampshire!