Columbia International College - Review #2

Columbia International College offered me a grounded, international learning environment. What resonated with me was how character-building was woven into daily life and not as obligation, but as quiet growth. The Character Awards recognized perseverance, kindness, and inclusivity which are values that linger well beyond graduation. The trimester model was calm but purposeful, gently guiding each of us through measured periods of learning and reflection.

The best thing that happened to me at CIC wasn’t a single event but it was realizing, almost without noticing, how much I’d changed over time. When I first arrived, I was a little overwhelmed by the pace and energy of the school, but somewhere between late-night study sessions, planning events with friends, and just hanging out in the student lounge, I started to feel completely at home. I learned how to manage my time, speak up when I had ideas, and be someone others could count on. Looking back, I can see how much more confident and independent I became, but at the time, it just felt like living life. That’s the beauty of CIC, you grow in ways you don’t even realize until you’re packing up to leave.

if I could go back, I would have given myself permission to speak up earlier, even in small ways. In the beginning, I observed more than I participated, thinking I needed to earn my place. I realize now that community is built by contributing early, even gently. My advice for new students is to approach boarding school with curiosity rather than comparison. Listen carefully, join one club you genuinely care about, and let connections develop at their own pace. It’s less about doing everything, more about doing what feels meaningful.

What I valued most about CIC was the balance between structure and independence. The Total Care approach meant there was always support academically, emotionally, and practically but it was never overbearing. I felt trusted to make my own decisions while knowing there were people ready to guide me when I needed it. That balance helped me grow in confidence and self-awareness.

Come with an open mind, but also with a few things that anchor you whether it’s a hobby, a morning routine, or your favorite tea. Boarding school life moves quickly, and having something familiar helps you stay grounded. Explore beyond your comfort zone one step at a time, and remember that “fitting in” is less about changing yourself and more about finding where you naturally belong. If you’re on campus, my favorite quiet spot was the seating area near the library windows in the late afternoon it’s warm with natural light and perfect for reading or just thinking. As for snacks, the steamed buns from the cafeteria were my small comfort on busy days.

Academics were thoughtful and balanced. Teachers didn’t push rather, they guided gently, encouraging depth and clarity of thought. I recall a math teacher staying behind to walk through a particularly challenging problem step by step, never condescending. It felt like slow, steady progress not stress.

Whether participating in yoga or casual sports, the emphasis was always on wellness and participation. Coaching was supportive, not directive while helping us learn motion and breathing, not just scoreboards. It was peaceful and encouraging.

The arts provided a quiet creative space. I found solace in music showcases and art exhibits that felt genuine. It wasn't about performance, but about expression. The tone was gentle, authentic, and open.

There was calm diversity in club offerings from environmental to writing circles. The outreach programs I joined, especially tutoring younger students, nurtured a sense of purpose. Leading wasn’t about running things; it was about listening and guiding quietly.

Dorm life was structured, safe, and nurturing. Study routines, check-ins, and shared quiet time helped establish comfort. Roommates became close friends because of quiet support, shared mornings, and kindness not high activity.

Meals were simple yet varied from healthy, diverse to unhurried. Breakfasts provided gentle starts to the day, and the open seating made space for calm conversations across tables.

Hamilton had this mix of charm and surprise for me. At first glance, you think it’s just quiet neighborhoods and campus life, but once you start exploring, there’s so much tucked away like cafés with the best lattes, trails for clearing your head after a long week, and little family-run shops where they remember your name. Being so close to downtown meant weekend trips for food adventures were a thing, and I loved that there were spots to both unwind and get inspired.

Social life at CIC was like a buffet, you could stick with your favorites or keep trying new things. Between clubs, weekend activities, and random late-night talks in common areas, there was always something happening if you wanted to be part of it. What I liked most was how inclusive it felt. You didn’t have to be the loudest or the most outgoing to have fun so you could be the person organizing a game night, joining a volunteer event, or just hanging out in the lounge and still feel like you were in the mix. My best friends came from those everyday moments when you’re just laughing over nothing and realize you’ve found your people.