I agree with not hassling her too much - I am the daughter of two Greek parents, and they really wanted me to go through formal recruitment. I had decided that Greek Life was not for me, and managed to avoid it almost entirely until the spring of my sophomore year. One dinner at Kappa, and an embarassing phone call saying "Mom, I got a bid, what do I do?!" and I realized how wrong I had been. But nothing that anyone could have said would have influenced me to look into going Greek earlier. I regret not finding my home until halfway through my college life, but I'm grateful I found it at all.
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The owl, the key, the fleur de lis... rah rah for KKG!
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