I remember the first time I heard this taboo stereotype about sororities. The fact that you pay to be in a sorority and henceforth, are buying ‘friends’. I was struck by how utterly ignorant this sounded. Maybe it is because I do not have an exponential amount of funds to purchase a friendship from another human being. Yet, every time I am faced with this from non-Greek’s I struggle to try and explain something that is unexplainable..
There is no doubt that joining a sorority comes with a financial obligation, an obligation that each interested woman has the right to question and consider. If you want to know if you are buying friends ask what the money is going to be used for. Where are your dues going? You have a right to know..
Do not go into debt to join a sorority. I will never forget the situation when a freshman told me the cost of joining her chosen sorority. A cost that neither she nor her parents could afford. A cost that forced her father to give her an ultimatum, if you join the sorority we will not pay for your college…
She came to class the next week proudly wearing her freshly pressed letter shirt.
Be logical. Be sensible.
If a sorority is all about the money, you may want to reconsider their purpose.
If this stereotype were true. If in fact, I did have to pay for my friends, whew, I would be way in over my head.
First of all, in my sorority, I would not be paying for friends, I would have paid for sisters. Sisters that are there for me 24/7. Sisters that I can yell at and love. Sisters that compliment me and tell me when I am out of line. Sisters that have the type of eternal love that only a family member can share. I wonder how much that is worth?
If I did in fact have to pay for my sisters, I would be paying for wisdom beyond my years. I would be paying for women who have paved a path for me to walk down with their support. I would be paying for countless emails and recommendations. I would be paying for countless hours of advice and support. I would be paying for my own vision of womanhood. The vision that I see in my founders. The vision that I see in my older sisters. I wonder how much that is worth?
If I did have to pay for my sisters, I would be paying for an exponential amount of laughter and tears. I would be paying for my own support system. I would be paying for my own strength. I would be paying for endless love. I would be paying for a line sister that has lived with me for four years, sisters that let me watch their TV when I don’t have cable and sisters that go with me to watch movies they hate just so that I don’t have to go alone. I would be paying for sisters that pay for my food when I’m low on cash, sisters that buy me random gifts just because they knew I would like it, sisters that ensure that no holiday is a lonely one and that no Valentines Day is without a surprise. Sisters that know me better than anyone and sisters that will protect me despite my flaws.
Before you question why a person joined a sorority. Ask them. If in fact they did pay for their friends, it will be obvious. How? Because I will NEVER refer to the members of my sorority as my ‘friends’.. They are my sisters.
And dearest, blood couldn’t make us much closer.